I had to let go,
Our love became brittle.
I was tired of giving too much
For too little.

They tell me you’re so quiet
And I have to smile
Well, that noise in my head
It’s been here a while.

My colours began to change
The more that I grew.
Eventually they all washed out
And I was left blue.

You strung me along
Fed me with hope
All for you
To hand me the rope.

Those thoughts in your head,
They will feed you lies,
They will tell you that you’re a failure
That you’re not very smart or very wise.
On those dark days,
Where keeping faith seems tough,
Please always remember,
Being you is good enough.

The wires in my brain,
Became completed unattached;
Everything I loved
Never seemed to love me back.

Being on your own
Those thoughts seem loud,
But sometimes the loneliest place
Is being in a crowd.