Damaged Perfection

I am done, I am done, I am doneee
I can’t keep going on like this.

I’ve wasted my playlists over worst people,
Please stop! My heart is full of needles,
Frowns and tears have replaced my smiles,
Am I that ugly and vile?
Yes, I laugh but how can you not see it’s fake,
You said you’d be here every night that I lie awake.

People come and say their heart could be trusted,
But what was shining, now it’s all rusted,
How are you so caught up in your lives?
How can you not see all the scars on my back from your knives?
Sometimes I wonder, WHY do I cry?
When you don’t even care enough to justify your leaving with lies.

I sit and stare at my reflection,
Broken parts that once formed perfection,
So many pieces of me now belong to them,
That I am caught in this mayhem.
Why is no one ready to be here at my worst?
When I am the one extending my help first.

I am tired of being sad, I am tired of feeling dead,
I am so tired of being caught up in my head,
I have been left now so many times,
I don’t know if I can continue with these rhymes,
I wanna quit, I wanna give up,
I can no longer reply to your stupid ‘sups’,

I have hidden my face,
Because you justify it by saying it’s a phase,
Now that I have already died,
I hope to see you on the other side,
For I can’t keep going on like this,
And it isn’t like I am someone whom you’ll miss.