i understand

why it’s so hard to lose me

my whole life people would abuse me

use me, fuck me then not choose me

my whole life conditioned to be the perfect person

my worth and my hurt

only recognized by the earth

and i tried to get back

to who i was before

i let the whole world chew me up

and spit me on the floor

It’s difficult when i look back

the past

always reminding me

i’m not who i wanna be

i let people mold me and shape me

i even let them break me

down, down

i let them steal my crown

i bent over backwards for people who are no longer around

be quiet, don’t think

if my mother had her way

i would be a fucking tin can with no heart and no brain