Mend Me Back Togehter
I don't think u can fix it
I'm ripped apart by the stains I spilled
I tried to clean it up
shoved and smeared
into a mess of something I wished we could've had
I want brand new
not left outside
to sink into the clump of regret
not left outside, letting the whole world know it's damaged
that we let it fall apart
Im sitting here waiting for someone to fix it
an object left to wait on the side of the world
a piece of myself exposed to everyone
Can u even attempt to see who I was before all I became?
What if you can't fix me?
Where will I end up if I let them take me away
If I continue to let them use me like they can't tell im not the same
until I no longer serve my purpose and am replaced
I don't think u can fix me
throw me back on my side of this place we used to love
and continue to pretend im fine
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