sick to my stomach
everything I ever wanted
she's perfect
Knees buckled when she went for the door
all my mistakes finally spewed out on the floor
alone again with not a dime left
all because I refused to accept
It isn't even her fault I can't complain
brought my own world down
inflicted my own pain
Not a ******* i hate to feel this way
But if it means I'll make it through the night
well my thoughts might come out and play
No sense of direction
splash my face look up and there it is
The disappointing reflection.