Scream My Imperfections
Maybe one day I'll see
that you never meant a thing to me.
But until then,
everyday is a living hell.
Every single day when I see your face,
I'd rather listen to nails on a chalkboard.
Every single day,
I look at you and smile.
Days like today are my worst days.
Every conversation we've ever had,
runs through my head.
Every thought I've thought of you,
comes back to my mind.
Tell me I'm a little girl,
scream my imperfections.
Tell me I'm not worth it,
I know I'm not perfect.
Every last thing you say about me is true.
Maybe one day I'll see
that you truly meant nothing to me.
That one day better come soon.
I wish that one day would be yesterday.
Scream my imperfections,
tell me you hate me.
Do something,
say anything!
I wish I knew what you knew.
Maybe one day you'll mean nothing to me.
Maybe one night I won't cry over you.
One day my scars will heal,
and so will my heart.
You broke it in two,
without a second thought.
Scream my imperfections,
I know they're true.
If I screamed yours,
you'd think that I would be lying to you...
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