If you see the boy I used to be
Could you tell him that I'd like to find him
And if you see the shell that's left of me
Could you spare him a little kindness
'Cause I've been high and I've been low
I've spent a thousand nights alone, tryna hold on tight
And feelings come but they won't go
Please won't someone take me home before I lose my mind
Am I broken?
Am I flawed?
Do I deserve a shred of worth or am I
Just another fake, ******-up lost cause?
And am I human?
Or am I something else?
'Cause I'm so scared and there's no one there
To save me from the nightmare that I call myself
I've tried everything and anything
But nothing seems to work quite as it should
Between the madness and the apathy
Seems there's nothing left inside of me that's good
'Cause I've been high and I've been low
I've spent a thousand nights alone, tryna hold on tight
And feelings come but they won't go
Please won't someone take me home before I lose my mind
Am I broken?
Am I flawed?
Do I deserve a shred of worth or am I
Just another fake, ******-up lost cause?
And am I human?
Or am I something else?
'Cause I'm so scared and there's no one there
To save me from the nightmare that I call myself
Am I broken?
Am I flawed?
Do I deserve a shred of worth or am I
Just another fake, ******-up lost cause?
And am I human?
Or am I something else?
'Cause I'm so scared and there's no one there
To save me from the nightmare that I call myself

I'M stuck between "i really want to talk to you" vs "I really need to get over you."

She just sat there
looking straight ahead
but only seeing the past.
Eyes blinking like a metronome.
Her shaking hands
held poetry that only a broken heart could bleed into existence.
I fought for her.
I really did.
But sometimes you can look into someone's eyes and see that they are lost forever.
And that's how I know that people can die
way before their bodies do.