The Broken One

If I'm all about myself then Why do I miss you? That was a lot for me to admit to I've been through the storm and fighting a war But here I am as the broken one but still trying to fix you Sometimes I stare out of my window at the dark sky The passing by animals look at me with empathy because they hear my heart cry I hope for rain so it can wash away what I'm going through Isn't it funny how strangers are there more than friends despite not knowing you? I've got Wounds bleeding, but I'm covering yours first I don't care about mine, it's not about who's suffering the worst I'm used to this, so I'll be fine if things don't change I'll take triple the hurt just to get you to stop feeling pain I need to see your smile in order to keep going I'll either die or survive because I don't have weak moments Death is the only thing that could stop me from succeeding You won't ever see me cry, but you've already seen me bleeding I've already got a treasure chest, but I still search Because it's filled with stuff I thought would make me happy but it made me feel worse If you don't understand that line, be thankful you're happy with who you are and what you've got But my brain forces me to think about what I never had and everything I lost Vodka has a story it's about to tell to my liver The tears people cried Fell in the river So i didn't see them, notice them or feel it You ever have a wound so deep, you had to hurt yourself again in order to heal it? I've always been the broken one and I may never be fixed If I disappeared would I even be missed? Moved the skeletons from out of my closet to my pad just so have company I'm the broken one so what do they want with me?