It’s not that she hates to be left alone
It’s that she hates to be forgotten

It’s not that she thinks she’s ugly
It’s that she thinks she will never be pretty enough

It’s not that she cares what people think about her
It’s that she cares about having enemies

It’s not that she’s afraid of love
It’s that she’s afraid she doesn’t know how to

It’s not that she never will be happy
It’s that she never was in the first place

It’s not that she wants to die
It’s that she wants it to end

It’s not that it’s you
It’s that she’s ****** up all on her own