my condolences to myself

You beat me up in my head
Always second best
You pushed me to the edge
Making me regret
Ever opening my eyes to your tears
Was any of that incredibly sincere
You leaving me was always my fear
I wanted to disappear
Never loved myself imagine that
How I could love you
It's pretty wack
You kinda look like a rat
I'm no doormat

You woulda let me die
Without a tear in your eye
A tear in your eye
My lips they're bone dry
It's so cold between you and I
Between me and
You scattered my bones across my front lawn
Leaving the rest for birds to feed on
Stitched myself up from where I went wrong
It was so hard to carry on
Never loved myself
Imagine that
How I could love you?
It's pretty wack
You kinda look like a rat
I'm no doormat