They say it's wrong to hate myself
But I would hate me if I were anyone else
Shatter every mirror
I can't stare at failure
It seems so clear
I don't want to live here and breathe this air
It tortures me that you ran so deep
Depart me from this waste
I've found hopelessness in those that kept me hoping for the best
I will bloom, a flower in the sun
Forever seeking purpose, though left with none
I will bloom, I will wither
Break my bones
Tear my skin
I'll never feel pain worse than this
Breathing in this change
I've got to find a way out of this mess
You're an old breeze, one slow to come but quick to leave
Finding closure is closer to hell than reality
I'll just wait again, patiently by that evergreen