Look At Me

I rather die than keeping loving him
as insane as that may sound
he doesn't love me and I still stick around
wondering what's wrong with me
picking at my skin
I teared myself apart
Then started blaming him
picking at my flaws
chewing at my flesh
I ate myself
I killed myself
Now there's nothing left
so him not wanting me does make sense
Who would a girl that's bleeding at the flesh
leaking on the floor
Staining all the sheets
look at me
look at me
I'm begging him to see
look at me
look at me
look at what I done

Author's Note

I'm still working on it