| Untitled Part 1 What I see through the looking glass as me torn torment anguish what else is left for the world nothing a bitter nothingness that is me but should have been you So happy yet nothing to look forward to but me Untitled part 2 Where did I go wrong whats the compromise this time i will think of me I'm worth more than this Where were you when I cried myself to sleep With her? With him? With yourself? How can I really live when you take whaats left of my life Untitled Part 3 I'll find something someday to show me who I am This time you will think of me Walking down the street With him? With her? With myself? You always knew I was worth everything I guess I scared you |