I'm not sad because it's over;
I'm not sad because you're gone.
I'm sad how you didn't fight for us at all.
I'm sad how fast you moved on.
I'm not sad because you're happy;
I'm not sad because I'm broken.
I'm sad at how you treat her better
Than you treated me for so long.
I'm not sad because I loved you;
I'm sad that I trusted, believed, and put my all into you.
I'm sad you took a step back...
And you let me take the fall.
I'm not sad because of the memories;
I'm not sad because of the songs.
I'm sad as I sit here and wonder,
"How did it all go so wrong?"
I'm taking a little longer;
I'm trying to find myself.
My purpose was burnt in the
I exist.
But only few notice.
I live.
But only for a moment.
I break.
Not recognized;
Abandoned; unwanted.
What is my purpose?
My accomplishments?
How can I expect others to care for me,
If I don't even want life myself?
If I ended,
The world'd be no different.
No one needs someone so
Insignificant.