Spilled Tea

The Best Of Me

I gave you the best of me
and the best of me always
seems to make things worse.
These things start looking up
and I've always realized too late that
as I'm being lifted
up into the sky,
I'm terrible at flying.
So when you drop me,
my wings have slits in them
from your knives
and I fall straight down
for miles into the concrete.
I don't think you realize
how it affects me when you
just suddenly drop me,
without me seeing it coming.
I don't think those before you
realized it either.
I have never been given
a warning.
I enjoy the trip upward
too much to think about
the very real possibilities.
You'd think I'd be more careful
due to the mornings of looking
at the scars on my skin
and inside of me.
I sit here and wonder
how long it will be until
I am taken back to the sky.
How long until there will be
someone who doesn't drop me,
because the best of me
is the best to them.

Games // Demi Lovato