to be good enough for him...

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My days are spent looking at the scale

Measuring every inch of myself

Even when I try all I ever do is fail

How can you look me in the eyes and tell me to hate myself?

I try so hard to please you

Yet all your truths seem to be lies

I think I don't deserve you

But all I ever am is kind

I bet you like seeing the hurt in my eyes

I bet you like tearing me apart

Does it make you feel better about yourself knowing you've broken a naive girl's heart

Do you brag about it to your friends

And do they find cool

That you made someone break to no end

Made them feel like a fool

Honestly, I bet you don't think of me at all

Is this really how it ends with me believing I'm nothing at all

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