You act like it doesn't hurt me,
Like I'm some kind of robot,
Like I have no emotion,
You act like your voice doesn't crush me inside,
I'm sure you think I'm being cold,
but inside it murders me;
I listen to every voicemail,
I cry every time,
But you wouldn't know that,
I can't take the time;
Sometimes I wonder why I fight,
I wonder why I'm not returning to you,
My heart conflicts,
Yes and No;
This is from a child who was crushed,
By a man that made promises he couldn't keep,
Now I sit staring at my feet,
And wait for a man who used to adore her,
Now I don't know what to say,
I shake with every word,
I love you dearly, but I can't do this anymore.

I see your broken pieces,
I watch them fall away,
I want you to be okay,
But I can't fix you;

You want me to be your redemption,
You want me to be your saving grace,
You want my all,
But I can't fix you;

You apologize for ever thing you've done,
And I swear I forgive you,
But I know,
I can't fix you.

I smoked a cigarette,
I took my inhaler,
I argued with my dog,
I took him out to ***;
Oh the glamour of my life,
What a person I choose to be;

I slipped in the shower,
I got soap in my eyes,
I have a bruise on my shoulder,
I got cut on my thigh,
Oh how nice is the high life,
but a web I weave;

I burnt my breakfast,
I had a drink,
My house caught on fire,
I watched it flame,
Oh how hot this life is,
What a light I see;

Me, on my pedestal,
Me, high on life,
Me, with my high expectations,
Me, taking flight,
Oh what a life I life,
What a person I choose to be,
What a fool I am,
What a fool I like to be.

Dear Harper Lee,
My little niece to be,
My heart was given to thee,
The moment you were conceived;

Dear Harper Lee,
My little angel to see,
To show you the world,
Would be an honor to me;

Dear Harper Lee,
Your five months away,
My beauty and my heart,
I'll think of you each day,
My little Harper Lee

I don't talk to stranger,
but they speak to me,
I tell them to stop it,
but they don't listen to me;

I don't follow strangers,
but they follow me,
I run away from them,
but they keep following me;

I don't believe strangers,
but they still tell me things,
I tell them to leave,
but they argue with me;

I don't live with strangers,
but they live with me,
they're always in my head,
telling me things.

I don't share my head with strangers,
but they're in there still,
I tell them to stop influencing me,
but they won't listen to me.

He swore every monster away,
Checked every closet and bed,
He told me he'd hold this world up,
Never letting it fall,
But I don't see him now;

He held his head high,
Expected better things,
He told me the stories,
That haunt him daily,
But I don't see him now;

He held my hand,
In his rough callused hands,
He walked beside me,
Stride by stride,
But  I don't see him now;

He took me places,
I dreamed about,
He played make-believe,
With a fool like me,
But I don't see him now;

Where is he,
When will be return,
When will my heart be full,
Like it once was,
But although I search,
I don't see him now.

Police cars and ambulances,
Pills and alcohol,
If you took one, you take them all;

No concern for your daughters,
No concern for your wife,
If you said your sorry, you expected it to be alright;

Failed liver,
Stomach full of pills,
If you wanted to die, you'll succeed it;

All alone,
by yourself,
If you would of kept your promises, it wouldn't be this bad.