Spelling the Tree As If It Was Me

Swallowing my pride as if it was the right thing to do Asking to be someone's love every chance as the love is lost in my mind Very stupidly known for my choices to be who I wasn't As my mind fools me to fall for you, like if you were the better man Not only the scars define me as one person who's been clean from self-harm for a year Asking love to be something I find within a persons mind Hallow as the widow tree still remains alive with his name carved in the limb that hangs low Balanced feeling for you on the scale Rushed to make one simple decision Ode to my heart Onto believing these lies you keep on speaking Killing the innocence in me Exiting my heart as you stole it as well as broke it