it’s not you
it’s me
i don’t know what’s happening
but i just can’t stand being around you
you did nothing wrong
but i think im growing
and you’re happy with where you’re at
im okay with that
i just feel bad
i grow cold in your presence
i think you’re starting to sense it
just know it’s not you
it’s me

i’m so disappointed in you
i thought so highly of you
i was ready to be the next one that loved you
but she told me EVERYTHING
how could you?
broke up with her for what?
hanging out with a girl already
she looks like she could be your mother
how disgusting are you
i’m so dreading it now
knowing i’m supposed to end up with you
like ew
you’re not the golden boy i thought i knew
i’m so disappointed in you

im just a shell
of an angry person
trying to be enough
so that people won’t leave
but it never works for me
i didn’t even show up today
and no one is texting me
to see if i’m okay
i’d do it for them tho
idk why i care about people
that couldn’t care less about me

i mean nothing
i am worthless
no one wants me
i’m an option
i’m ugly
i’m not enough
i should try harder
i deserve nothing
everyone is given what i ache for most
this isn’t f-ing fair

why does the emptiness
decide to push thru the dirt
its buried beneath as soon
as i’m feeling ok?
as if it had to remind me
that i mean nothing
i’m worth nothing
that i, in fact, am nothing
just let me be
i don’t remember what it’s like to feel happy

i went thrifting the other day
i found this cute sweater
it looked familiar
but i bought it anyway
i knew i’d seen it before
maybe in a store or on someone i know
but i put it on td
and i got a whiff of it
and then i knew
it was her’s
the girl he left me for
which is why it looks so familiar
she’s worn it before
that’s why it smells like him
i shouldn’t care tho
it’s just a stupid sweater