Will you still love me
when my makeup’s black smudges
across my face?
Will you still love me
when I drink too much
and bile’s lurking in my mouth?
Will you still love me
when I’m chain-smoking on the porch
and my teeth are all stained?
Will you still love me
when I don’t know what to say
and I can’t make you feel better?
Will you still love me
when I go for long walks
and don’t come back for days?
Will you still love me
when we wake up
and I can’t bare to look at you?
Will you still love me
when I won’t budge
and have stopped making sense?
Will you still love me
When I tell you I just don’t know anymore
and am not sure I ever did?
Will you still love me
when I’m completely reckless
and choose a drug-induced haze?
Will you still love me
when I scream obscenities
and say how much I hate you?
Will you still love me
when I’m restless and impulsive
and decide to drive from Chicago to L.A.?
Will you still love me
when I can’t tell you everything
and need to be alone?
Will you still love me
when I don’t call for days
and then fall in love with you again?
Will you still love me
when I make mistakes
and feel I don’t deserve forgiveness?
Will you still love me
when I question all that I am
and yell that I was never good enough?
Will you still love me
when the music stops
and we can’t think of what to say?
Will you still love me
when I need to write and sktech
and question the value of what I made?
Will you still love me
when my mind is melting
and I act like the shell of who I was?
Will you still love me
when I make stupid jokes
and criticize myself?
Will you still love me
when I don’t want to eat anymore
and survive only on coffee and water?
Will you still love me
when I beg you to sing
and your voice is fading and harsh?
Will you still love me
when I think about my past
and can’t get out of bed?
Will you still love me
when I’m cynical and despondent
and everything’s unreal?
Will you still love me
when I hurt myself
and still feel numb?
Will you still love me
when I don’t make sense
and I need to destroy ****
Will you still love me
when I admit how isolated I am
and you can’t convince me to open up?
Will you still love me
when I push you away
and need you to stay?
Will you still love me
when I can’t see straight
and I’m okay with dying?
Will you still love me
when I’m awkward and shy
and do anything to avoid your eyes?
Will you still love me
when I think I want to leave
and know I can’t?
Will you still love me
when I run to the city
and I’m sick of seeing these stars?
Will you still love me
when I’m picky and annoyed
and just need to scream?
Will you still love me
when I tell you what I am
and how you just can’t fix the shattered bits?
Will you still love me
when I need all the blankets
and it’s winter outside?
Will you still love me
when I spend all our money on *****
and cigarettes and pills?
Will you still love me
when I’m losing control
and the only thing spinning is my head?
Will you still love me
when I’ve gone crazy
and won’t listen to a thing you say?
Will you still love me
when I write my world in ink
and eat the pages so you can’t read them?
Will you still love me
when I’ve written this all for you
and it’s not even good?
Will you still love me
when I’ve written this all for you
and won’t ever let you see it?
Will you still love me
when I’ve written this all for you
and will never mention it?
Will you still love me
when I’ve written this all for you
and I’ve lost sleep over you?
Will you still love me
when I’ve written this all for you
and I’ve decided it’s all impossible?
Will you still love me
when I’ve written this all for you
and you couldn’t ever see me “that way”?
Will you still love me
when I’ve written this all for you
and you never even loved me at all?
Could you ever love me
when I’m insane
and too scared to try?