WARNING: Mild self-harm and suicide triggers.

I fear pain in the shape of your lips
And I know I'll be popping pills when you're sleeping still
Cause you don't know a goddamn thing about me
You're fine when I'm the one who thinks about dying

I'm not lying, and you're not trying
Then again, I don't remember a time you did
But do you think about me when you see hurt
I bet you didn't but trust me, I'm just about the definition

Did you consider me when I denied you a thousand times
I doubt it cause you only ever thought about you
But you're the one who knows about the stains I've collected
You're the one I trusted enough to call my own

Now, I wouldn't trust you with a goddamn thing
'Cause all you do is make me scar my skin
Even if you never meant a thing
Even if I never meant a thing to you.

Written: 27/01/16