Don’t leave me with my thoughts.
That’s when things get dark.
The silence is too fucking loud.
I can’t take it.
I hate being alone lonely
that’s when I feel the most inadequate.
I mean if I was enough
they wouldn’t leave me alone right?
They wouldn’t leave me like this
surrounded by my doubts
wondering if I’ll ever be what they need me to be.
My doubts will never leave me.
At least then I won’t be alone.
Sometimes it seemed like nothing could fill this void.
That I would always be tearing myself into pieces
to be the girl everyone wanted me to be.
And then she came along.
Suddenly I wasn’t afraid to be left with my thoughts
because they were no longer overflowing with doubt.
The chaos became less chaotic
And all I needed to be was me.
She thought that I was more than enough
but she knows I’m not perfect.
I can be completely me with her
without worrying if she will love me.
Being alone doesn’t seem so bad anymore
because even if I’m by myself I’m not lonely.
The silence isn’t too loud these days
because there’s always a whisper of her name.