As I sit on the floor,
Picking up the little pieces,
Of what is left of me,
Nearly nothing.
As I cry,
It seems I cannot fit them together,
There is no way to mend what is done,
The loss is my heart.
Why do you let this happen?
Are you listening to yourself?
There was a time of happiness.
There was a time when there was an us.
I hate that you feel like this.
And I can't understand....
Is it really possible that I am an embarrassment?
If you used to love all that I was.
The feelings have gone,
Along with the love,
Everything has been said,
But nothing is heard.
I hate this,
This double life being led,
My being nothing,
Expected to wait for an end.
Why do I envy him?
Am I to wait in the darkness forever?
If it is all over,
Then why do you drag me back in....
If I am just worthless then let me be done,
Just leave me alone,
And let me pull myself up....
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