I tore myself apart for months,
Thinking if I changed, you'd care,
Every part of me I questioned,
Wondering if you'd even be aware.
I knew deep down what I was doing,
But never saw the damage grow,
Picked apart each quirk I had,
Hoping it was something you'd want to know.
I changed so much I lost my way,
Didn't recognize the girl I'd become,
All for you, but you never knew,
And for that, I blame only one.
I blame myself for being naive,
For thinking you'd fall for me,
But still, I cling to a hopeless hope,
That someday, somehow, you'd see.
I wish you could truly see me,
But I know that dream won't come true,
So I've forced myself to get used to it,
Because the alternative is too much to go through.
I want to go back to who I was,
Before I tore myself apart,
But now I'm in a million pieces,
With no idea where to start.