a letter that can't be received. if you knew would things
that can't be received.
if you knew would things be different?
if i could have you sympathise with me, would i feel different?
cause right now, fallen tears only matter if they're yours.
anxiousness and the tight chest feeling is nothing for me
but when it's you, i need to be more understanding.
and i know you have trouble sleeping and you cry almost daily...but
join the club.
this path goes both ways and we're both hurt people hurting
but i'm just sick of ignoring my feelings to make you
it's not worth it to hate myself to make you proud of me.
i never liked community gatherings, i never liked how you favoured
my eldest sister.
i never liked being your rock, the quiet one or the "good
if being a doormat with no self respect is who i need to be to
receive your love,
you can keep it.