Well it doesn’t matter that I have bruises on my skin
because she has a tear on her face.
And it doesn’t matter how long the bruises have lasted
because she’s obviously more distressed
than my arm, leg and chest.
And so what if I haven’t slept in a few nights,
she’s been sleeping most soundly.
Also, who said last year can’t make me mad?
We’re all still running around her last few,
so why do I have to forget the last 12 months?
why do I have to get over everything
if she can live so deeply in the past?
Why do I have to wake up tomorrow completely fine
but you’ll understand if she’s still crying?
Why do I have to always be in a good mood,
but her bitchiness gets passed off as “she’s unhappy”?
And how come when I’m sad it’s funny
and when I say “I never want to wake up again”
it’s still just as funny?
but if she said “I want to die” you’d never leave her side.
Why am I the second option,
The last choice,