If there is a possibility I dont wanna know, not ever. I want these feelings to go. You've hurt me too close to home. Where'd life go? I dont know. I'm all alone.
It's my time to find me, because I dont recognize my own reflection.
I've got to make myself fall so I remember the old me. Get back up, on the search for self love. One day I'll be happy again. But for now I splitting flesh open. Treating myself first aid, in need of a new bandaid. Time to let the healing process begin.