I feel like I'm fighting for people that just don't give a shit, it's so fucking painful when I’m the one who feels everything deeper and more intense than what people see on the surface.
Ten years of memories, ten years of everything together, and she just walked away without a goodbye or a reason why. She left me to wonder what I did wrong this time.
Is it me? Or is it my heart?
All I do is care and it’s tearing me apart
Is it me? Or is it my heart? (Echo heart 2x)
All I do is care and it’s tearing me apart
Is it me? Or is it… my heart?
Since she left it feels like I'm forcing everyone to stay, begging for scraps of attention just to make it through the day. Constantly pushing people to spend time with me and speak to me like I'm some kind of charity case they have to endure.
I have someone who's good to me, really they are, but my depression and insecurities make everything so fucking hard. Their connection keeps cutting out and I'm left alone with my thoughts again, spiraling into that dark place where I convince myself that everyone's just pretending to care.
Is it me? Or is it my heart?
All I do is care and it’s tearing me apart
Is it me? Or is it my heart? (Echo heart 2x)
All I do is care and it’s tearing me apart
Is it me? Or is it… my heart?
I scroll through Instagram and see my grade school bully living her best life. She got a job, a car, a boyfriend, and money; rolling in everything I don't have while I'm still here trying to finish what I started. no license, no job, no money of my own, just double disappointment stacked high. I'm such a letdown to myself, never mind everyone else who's probably counting down the days until they can escape from my neediness too.
Why do I feel everything so much deeper, why can't I just be normal and not need so much from people, why do I have to be the one who fights for friendships that crumble anyway, why am I always the one left standing in the ruins wondering what I could have done different? Maybe I'm too much, maybe I'm too broken, maybe I'm just not worth the effort it takes to love me.
Is it me? Or is it my heart?
All I do is care and it’s tearing me apart
Is it me? Or is it my heart? (Echo heart 2x)
All I do is care and it’s tearing me apart
Is it me? Or is it… my heart?
I keep trying anyway because what else am I supposed to do, give up and prove everyone right that I'm just another disappointment who couldn't make it work? So I'll keep fighting for people who don't fight back, keep caring too much for people who don't care enough, keep being the friend who remembers birthdays and anniversaries while they forget I exist. maybe someday someone will see that all this pain comes from a place of love, even if it's too intense for them to handle.
Is it me? Or is it my heart?
All I do is care and it’s tearing me apart
Is it me? Or is it my heart? (Echo heart 2x)
All I do is care and it’s tearing me apart
Is it me? Or is it… my heart?
QueenK
