Nothing Compared To You

I feel like I’m nothing when I’m compared to you It's as if I don't exist Maybe that’s a good thing It'll make things much easier when you break my fragile heart It'll make it easier for me to fall apart I’ll be left alone to pick up the pieces And tape them back together with Hurt, hatred and loneliness Which is something that you’ve managed to put an emphasis on I hope you’re happy when you recycle me like the piece of paper I am I hope you’re able to smile when you think of how much your words tormented me I hope you’re happy with the way you treated me, and one last thing I hope you take the time to think about the daggers that you stabbed through my forsaken heart and realize I’m the best thing that has ever happened to you and without me you are nothing but a misspelled word on a loose-leaf paper ball crumpled up and standing alone with my Sympathy, my pain, my tears and these words.