I’m letting go

Of the person I was to be

Without a sense of security

My heart decayed

I was wasting away

I’m fucking sick of the heartbreak

I’ve lost my mind, over the thought of isolation

Over the stress of expectation

I’ll reinvent myself and weed out lies that corrupt the soil in me

Push me up pull me down

Throw me side to side

Remove the ground from beneath my feet, your void won’t consume me

I’m broken; I need to regain my pride

I once held a hope that, relied on compromise

My outlook has grown strong

I’m not caught up in the fear of losing you

One thing’s for certain, I’m fucking over always missing you

Always missing you

For what it’s worth

I always adored you

But we were destined to fail from the start

Speak to me

And tell me what to believe

Let me breathe

As I try to forget

Speak to me

(I’m sick of falling) In the hope that you will return

(I’m sick of falling) for the notes that you left at home

(I’m sick of falling) for the person you turned out to be

(I’m sick of falling) Just leave me be