I thought you loved me, but I guess I wasn't enough for you.
I'm everything she is and more, but I can't change your mind because I am not you.
Left heartbroken and thinking I am to blame drives me insane.
Taking the pieces of my broken heart and scratching the places you used to touch me.
Scratch, scratch, scratch, a little cut, deeper, Deeper, DEEPER.
"You'll never be enough for anyone."
You made me think I was enough and I stopped for you. You. YOU.
You *******.
Scratch left thigh, chest, hips, arm.
"You'll never be enough"
She is not me.
Not me.
Me.
Who am I without you?