I let go of things I never held onto
your fingers are erasers
that take away my prints, my identity
I can’t sign my name, sorry,
‘cause I forgot it…
I let go of the softest things
I let go of time and beauty
I shook my head - once, twice,
and you didn’t believe me
you didn’t believe anyone
would choose to be alone
but you know it’s better for me
she hit the floor and it felt like loneliness
this pain, this time it’s for you,
you’ll still run through my veins
more often than through my mind
I’ll count to ten when I wake up
if I ever do
I let go of love and anger
I let go of the things I never knew
you’re so fragile
and my hands are so rough
