Sometimes I wonder if any of them would care if I disappeared, Those that wrapped their hands around my throat and called me by the name "Mine"
I wonder if they realize that in healing parts of me, they damaged others, Those that whispered the sweetest words in my ear then ran away quickly "I love you"
I wonder if in this conundrum of ups and downs, lefts and rights, they know That I'm beyond all help, staring into the worthlessness of everything I've done "I want you"