Break

I'm always unhappy

so why would I expect that to change?

You hurt me and moved on so quickly

can't tell if I'm insane or we're just strange

I cry all the time

and stay quiet out of spite

If you don't need me, I'll ignore you

then we can really grow apart…

I broke down

I expected to be pathetic

I showed you my scars I'd been picking

and you showed me yours, too

I'm so sorry

I've been harboring all this anger

I thought your healing was cheating

I didn't know it was a cover.