Garbage

By Staten

On Saint

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How could you ever love a dirty man?

This garbage came and stained my hands

I’m filthy, that’s the sad fucking truth

I’m no good for you

I hope you’re not embarrassed of my faults

The failures that I engulfed

Indulged but I was starving for you

Split this bottle in two

How’d you find a lifeline

As long as the eastern coast?

I’ll let you down eventually

But thanks for keeping me afloat

Every day I missed you

Every night I waited for

Every night I stayed awake

Hoping you’d say, “I love you more.”

How could you consider me as family?

I abandoned every single need

It’s hard to give what I never had

And receive what I lack

I fucked up first but I’ll never admit

All this pain and this hurt and I still can’t feel shit

Cause when I got myself termed my feelings went with

Along with pride and an urn to put myself in

I want to burn the shoes that touched the ground when I ran away

It’s not their fault but god damn fuck; I can’t help but blame them

I miss our walks and all the talks after 11 hour shifts

Cause that was the first time I felt like I belonged

Every day I miss you

Every night I’m waiting for

Every night I stay awake

Hoping you’ll say I need you more

Every day I missed you

Every night I waited for

Every night I stayed awake

Hoping you’d say to come back home