Heal

There's a crease

In my bed

From all the nights I spend at home

Wishing I weren't alone

There's a wrinkle

In my forehead

From all the things I never said

To you

Maybe I don't

Know what I want

But I'm getting tired

Of defending each thought

I'm desperate to feel

I want to be broken

Just so I can heal

There's a worry

That I've had

That I'll never be good enough

But then I get too sad

Keep on living

By the outline that

I made for myself

But if I said I still believed it

I'd be lying

There's been a lump in my throat for weeks

Can't tell if it's sadness

Or feeling obsolete

Maybe I don't

Know what I want

But I'm getting tired

Of defending each thought

I'm desperate to feel

I want to be broken

Just so I can heal