In a moment of courage and hope I threw you away
to be washed down forever and out of my brain
and for a while it was fine to have me by myself
but it’s come back, the feeling of want, and you’re not here anymore.
Idiocy is my forte, especially with my compulsive impulses
and even though you were bad for me,
I can’t get you and your painful pleasure out of my mind.
I think I'm ready
To finally feel how they feel
I think I'm ready
To understand wanting, too
I've hid in corners
Waiting for them to see
That now I'm wanting
But nobody wants me.
They're all together
Writing love letters and
Sticking them in lockers
While I just stood there watching
I thought it childish
But now I understand.
I guess I'm blooming
A little bit later than you,
Finally growing
Out of my too small shell
And now I'm wanting
You to see who I am;
I am.
I don't know why it is
But people seem to think I can bear their weight.
Constantly spilling themselves onto me,
Knowing that I'll take it because I've never said no.
I don't think they realize that I, too, need someone.
I, too, have
Problems
Feelings;
Things I can't control.
Obsessions
Addictions
Things I want to change.
Insecurities
Bad habits.
Just because I take your problems into my own hands
doesn't mean that I don't have problems of my own.
I'm just good at hiding them.