Now That I'm Eating Humble Pie

Watched my dreams shatter with a bittersweet joy,

It was over, a part of me, I would never regain,

Like the bitch you were, you snatched my life from me,

Not a minute flew past without my heart crying for what was,

I still dance and laugh, but without the same completeness,

Everyday I want to get over, but my heart just can't forget.

Memories became the sole torturers of me, wow, that's ironic,

I couldn't hide, or escape them, brutal monsters they were,

My insides are cut with them, shards of glass they are,

Made me skeptical about the people I love, I closed myself,

You turned me into this broken mess, do I even have a heart?

The pain crushes me, pierces me; I can't seem to recollect.

"Ha! Pain?"- I laughed before,- "I'm the happiest of all," They said- "If you haven't stared at yourself in a mirror, you won't feel it at all," And alas! Now I feel the reality sink in, I am becoming one of them,

I understand- when a girl cries, it's from holding in the pain,

People say- "I'm here for you, you'll get over it," I snap- "Don't gimme that bullshit; just go away."