Bitter Tears
Feel that shift?That's the shift of my heart changing
Drying up into a raisin
Since you don't love me I will shed bitter tears
Not for you. Never for another but me
Selfishly I think that I cannot be loved because
Of my sarcasm, fat thighs, or something else
Who knows? All you need is one reason
I have thousands.
Thousands of reasons with a few faces
attached to them, It's just that now a few
of them have yours.
I had two friends, and now I have
one, since I don't think I
could have you without more
bitter tears.
And just to mention it,
I loved the possibility of you.
I bragged about it,
and people believed me.
Three times I was encouraged, not
counting all the damage I did myself.
Now I have new shame, the shame of
trusting someone else with my self-worth.
And I have a new shift as well
I heave me back onto my shoulders
And try to reverse the drying up.
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