Sadness, pain, guilt.
Why am I still not good enough?
I'm trying to be tough,
But you can't leave my mind.
I'm tearing my heart into pieces
At the thought of you.
I felt so happy knowing someone finally liked me back,
But of course,
The feeling left the moment I got your text.
We broke up and we weren't even dating.
How pathetic I felt,
Melting into my sweater,
Blood on my shoulder,
Tears on my cheek.
Alone, fat, ugly, rejected.
This could have all been prevented
If I was happy,
If I was skinny,
If I was pretty.
I just wish I hadn't fell for you already
my favorite sport is dying twice