i just want me back
don’t talk to me
i know you don’t want to talk to me
and i just want me back i want to talk to me again no one cares that the old me is gone
because they stole me,
don’t care about me,
They don’t even know that they lost me for me.
you don’t care that i’m a shell
i’m not worth time anyone’s time anymore
and everyone’s pushing me off their calendar one by one by one
I wish i could go back into the three years i lost and scoop myself up and take myself home.
(why don’t you care that i am a shell)
there is nothing left here, she climbed out left empty here
(put herself back in the happy years
before she met them)
and you’ll love the people who made me incapable of loving myself
of trusting anyone
more than you’ll ever miss me (her)
they may as well have taken the rest of me
and i have spent a year wishing they did
(bullies always win).