Why now do I choose to read these words aloud?
All can ask is, Was it really worth it?
Starting to see now what truly lies beneath the surface
And it makes me sick to think I’ve wasted so much time
This pain is tearing me apart from the inside
I can’t seem to make sense of any of it
I want so much to change... and yet here I sit
Wasting more time, more thought, more breath
No one to hear what’s causing a pain of this depth
I’m tired, unraveling, this can’t be mine
Yes now... actually, seems like the perfect time