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I feel so done. 

Done with life, 

Done with love, 

Done with never being good enough for anyone. 

Part of me wants to walk away, 

The other part of me wants to run as fast and far as I can. 

I can't go on this way anymore. 

I can't stay. 

How do I pretend I want to be here? 

How do I pretend my love isn't dead and gone? 

I'm tired of letting you hurt me. 

How do I pretend it doesn't hurt when you are near? 

You've destroyed who I am inside, 

I'm not who I used to be, 

I'm not the girl you fell in love with.

That person died.

You don't see I'm lonely, 

You don't see that you have hurt me once too many. 

You want to pretend it's okay but it's not. 

I'm no longer me.