And another!
Erase Me
I’m tired of crying my eyes out,
Of feeling like I’ve upset someone
By just being myself:
Clingy,
Passionate,
Emotional,
Oversensitive.
My eyes, as well as confidence in my personality,
Have run dry
But I’m sure they will still find some way to cry.
For years, my biggest weapon has been stabbing the pencil against the paper,
Easing the pain with words on lined sheets
But I am tired of reading my own tears,
Feeling like nobody cares enough to listen to them.
Then I stop.
I remember that people do love me and care about me
My ears must be broken though
Because tonight I can’t hear anyone caring.
Or at least, I only hear about 2 people who really care
And I am grateful for those 2 people,
But I still feel it’s not enough
It’s not enough for me to feel like it would really make much of a difference
If I was erased from existence.
I’m tired of crying my eyes out,
Of feeling like I’ve upset someone
By just being myself:
Clingy,
Passionate,
Emotional,
Oversensitive.
My eyes, as well as confidence in my personality,
Have run dry
But I’m sure they will still find some way to cry.
For years, my biggest weapon has been stabbing the pencil against the paper,
Easing the pain with words on lined sheets
But I am tired of reading my own tears,
Feeling like nobody cares enough to listen to them.
Then I stop.
I remember that people do love me and care about me
My ears must be broken though
Because tonight I can’t hear anyone caring.
Or at least, I only hear about 2 people who really care
And I am grateful for those 2 people,
But I still feel it’s not enough
It’s not enough for me to feel like it would really make much of a difference
If I was erased from existence.