She has a pretty low self-esteem,
"Talentless and disappointing",
She said to me.
She hates herself for what she has become,
For she lost herself when she tried to care so much,
It broke her heart.
Now she blames herself for everything,
And hates it when I try to be,
Because she knows I'll take the blame for her every time.
And it's not like she even did anything wrong,
And to be honest she's hiding the fact that it's all my fault,
Because she doesn't want to lose me,
Yet she's losing herself for me.
Please love yourself, at least, for me.
She loves to paint her mind in black,
Just as she also paints her words in lilac ,
Although as she tries to drown in her lies,
Her heart's getting too heavy that she'll have a cardiac attack.
Though if only you could see,
How much you mean the world to me,
Your existence is more worth it than you said it to be.
So when you say you're always ******* yourself,
I can give you a list of why and how that's *******,
I'll give you a list why you make me feel,
When You Used To Call Me Mine