I'm always fighting for your attention
and I know you know I do
and I've been indulging in your affection
because it's all I had left of you
and I don't think that I'm so perfect
in fact its far from what I feel
so much done to doubt it's worth this
with no time to let myself heal
days you've seen right through me
and nights where you've taken all
I'm not sure what keeps you with me
but if you must go, why stall?
thinking about you always
thinking about somebody else
and working hard to do things always
but always for yourself
I've spent many nights up thinking
and waiting patiently for the sun
I'm through waiting for the light to shine with answers
I'm broken down
I'm done
You were the one.
I'm done.
I'm brusied and broken.
I'm done.