The Story of My Life

I never liked my smile
And I never liked my eyes
But I depended on my image
And a couple of meaningless lies

I never liked my hair
And I never liked my arms
But I continued to walk along
Like I wasn’t covered in scars

I always cared about myself
Until I met someone with more than just a screwed up family
And she changed my life
By showing me just how messed up things can be

I never saw this coming
Cutting became something I grew quite fond of
It hit me way too hard
In the middle of all this, I had fallen in love

So as my scars and cuts
Began to adorn my body
I was becoming something else
But you never cared and you didn’t see

No, I’ll never again blame you
Because of course you did nothing wrong
Except stand by me and be here
And keep me strong

You’ve been neglected
I can see it in your eyes
There’s no more time for this
I’m getting a bit too sick of your lies

You didn’t get that I was sorry
But I guess I didn’t really deserve you back
Because all this time
I feel like I’m making up for all that you lack

But again my dearest friend
I’m starting to think I truly am sorry
But somehow I know trying is beyond your reach
And I’m starting to think this friendship only meant something to me

Best friends forever
Something I’ll never again say
Because I can’t do anything
Without them taking it the wrong way

So as we stand as nothing but the forgotten
I’ll tell you that somehow we can make it on our own
But you’ll scoff and tell me
“You’ll never make it all alone.”

I’m starting to get kind of angry with you
I threw away all your pictures and letters, I swear
But baby doll, even if I didn’t
You wouldn’t care