Insecure
Forlorn
Head is aching, body's sore
Feeling melting deep into my core
No more
Image fading
What am I saying
Asking myself am I worth saving
Overthinking
Every feeling
Trying to find meaning but time is fleeting
Wash me
I am hopelessly dirty
Mistakes I never meant to make
Promises I meant to keep
Feeling so blue
I'm through
In my mind I try to fight it
But it's never enough to say
I have made something of my mistakes
What does the future have in store
I'm left with wanting, needing more
Hole in my heart that is so sore
No more