Throw me a bone
Give me a fucking break
I’m giving up.
There is no other way
To make me feel whole again
You win
Throw me a bone
Give me a fucking break
I’m giving up.
There is no other way
To make me feel whole again
You win
You never really loved me.
It’s okay.
you hurt my heart
but it’s happened before
so if you’re trying to break me
(you already have)
if you’re trying to make me
(someone I’m not)
if you don’t get your way
then you’re done
if I don’t say
sorry all the time
for things I’m not sorry for
yet you never apologize for anything
you do
then why am I trying so hard
to be with you?
you’re not trying to be with me
you’re just trying to make me do what you want
and I need to be good to myself
(you’ll never be)
I appreciate the things you’ve done for me
but it doesn’t take away
all the things you take away
from my soul
how would you feel?
I don’t think you do
you have no empathy
so I don’t think you can understand
(anyone other than yourself)
whatever the case is.
love isn’t what you give
love isn’t what I feel from you
you want control.
you need to always be right
even when you act wrong
there is no compromise
or respect from you
loving you
is killing me
and YOU WILL NEVER SEE
(yourself)
when all you see
is the wrong
and the bad
of me (that you believe)
I know I’m more than you allow me to be
and now I see
that you’ll never see
how you are.
and people like you never change
it’s easier to blame me for everything
than to see yourself and change.
the easy way out is to leave
and that’s all you ever do
so this time I’m not stopping you
For All the times you don’t show an effort
You’re making me care less
And I’m not gonna go out of my way to show you what you never show me on your own.
Think about that
Why would i?
I don’t see anything from you that is keeping me around
You want fair but you never give it
To do this
I put my faith in you
And you do this
Over what?
Something so stupid and insignificant
After everything
My heart is in it
And you do this?
This is not OK
This time it’s not okay
And I’m not okay
That’s all.
But you destroyed me
For the last time.
Laugh at this.
Ha
I’m not laughing
I’m leaving
I have nothing to live for
I never wanted to feel again
But this time
Will be the last
Things come and go so fast
I’m always left behind
Without a thought
Oh well
You got
What you wanted
At my expense
But I’m out
My heart hurts too much
And it’s all coming to a vicious end anyways
Nothing good ever stays
So long. .. Long long
Gone
Thank you
Goodnight
Goodbye
Bye bye
Fly fly
Sigh sigh
Die die
Bye
You could be as wonderful as you are
When we are together
And laughing
And loving
Moments like these that are more difficult
Don’t need to stay this way
But you need to make an effort and dedicate yourself to making it better – for each other.
Not give up
Like you always do
Giving up when it gets hard is so easy and weak.
I didn’t think that would be you
But I guess I was wrong.
You could be as wonderful as you are
When we are together
And laughing
And loving
Moments like these that are more difficult
Don’t need to stay this way
But you need to make an effort and dedicate yourself to making it better – for each other.
Not give up
Like you always do
Giving up when it gets hard is so easy and weak.
I didn’t think that would be you
But I guess I was wrong.
I think when someone speaks and is sharing something with someone else – if the other person listening is really interested in what the person sharing has to say will listen and try to find a way to relate and shares back how they relate as a way to convey that they understand or are trying to understand . That’s not trying to take away anything from the person sharing. It’s a way of connecting
Now if one person expressing themselves to another or sharing something with another gets a reaction or is immediately cut off and not listened to it creates a lack of connection and makes the person trying to share feel unimportant or not listened to. There’s no listening or relating or connecting.
If someone is sharing something to someone else as a way of getting to teach the other person something – it’s very important to not point out faults in the person they are trying to help. It’s not helpful when one person acts like they know everything about the situation the other is going through. Especially when they don’t listen to the specific situation or experience and feelings of the person they are trying to “help”
It’s not that the person trying to help had any bad intentions they just aren’t effectively teaching anything. It’s their approach that creates tension.
In the same regard the person they are trying to teach isn’t just “not ready” or “not listening” or “un-teachable” most likely they feel attacked or don’t feel open to hearing what someone with that kind of approach has to say especially when the person trying to help doesn’t care to listen to how they feel or what they want to express.
Both aren’t wrong.
However the person wanting to help and teach has to be aware of their approach and deliverance in order for them to actually get through or reach the person they are trying to help
It should be a conversation that comes from the heart
Practicing radical acceptance
The more you try to push someone to change or to listen to you cause you think you know better – the less someone wants to listen.
And no one wants to listen to someone who doesn’t listen to them in return
Was a great night
Where is my home?
Why do I feel like I’m not home?
I kept busy today
Had a lot to do
But I still don’t feel at home
I am just fine
I am just okay
I am great
Down in the park is playing
And people are talking
Katy put the shelf I bought for under my bathroom sink together
No one else could figure it out
I played drums until my fingers bled
I made a lot of drinks
And didn’t wear any makeup
Everything was nice tonight
But I still don’t feel at home
Why don’t i feel at home?
Brush it
Under
The rug
That is your cover
You don’t have to be a lover
But a hater?
Be more original
Or don’t be at all
Die by the morning
The minute I enter
A different zip code
I have already begun
Mourning you.
I will not attend your funeral
Wearing robes of black
Draped down to the ground
And you even further below
I will not shed a tear
In public
I will not visit your grave
Jealous eyes
Are watching
Me
Forgetting you
They won’t be saved
The ground we walk on
Is shifting
Ever so slightly
The things you’ve done
Aren’t taken so lightly
It’s time to start a new
Goodbye
Rest well
For the long sleep
And the long farewell
This finale is long overdo


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