dear girl

I know it's hard to remember sometimes

those days you should be shining

you lie in bed and hate most times

you're laid in that bed crying

I still regret those days

just hear my silent plea

I hate to see you this way

but really I just hate me

you could be so much happier

you maybe could be pleased

but instead you're stuck here listening 

and all I have are tears

I should have fought to push them down

you shouldn't have to see

you're worth so much more

than the other half of me