learned at a young age how to be what people needed,
How to make myself smaller so nobody would leave me.
I’d give my last dollar, my last ounce of strength,
Walk a thousand miles for people who wouldn’t walk an inch.
I became the listener, the helper, the one who understood,
The girl who always showed up when nobody else would.
But when I needed somebody, when my world fell apart,
The silence got so loud it echoed through my heart.
I keep staring at the ceiling in the middle of the night,
Trying to figure out why loving people never feels right.
Why I give everything I have and still end up alone,
Crying in a room full of memories and a glowing phone.
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And maybe nobody knows
How much pain I hide.
Maybe nobody sees
How many tears I’ve cried.
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I’m tired of being the one they need but never choose,
The one they hold onto until they find someone new.
Tired of feeling like a chapter instead of the whole book,
Like I’m worth a glance but never worth a second look.
I don’t wanna be a body somebody misses for a night,
Then forgets in the morning when everything’s alright.
I wanna be loved when I’m laughing and when I’m breaking too,
Not just when somebody wants something from me to use.
Tell me why I’m always left wondering where I stand,
Why everybody seems to leave with pieces of who I am.
I’m tired of asking what I did, what I need to change,
When all I ever wanted was for somebody to stay.
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There were nights I gave my heart to people who swore they cared,
They kissed me like forever but disappeared into thin air.
One minute I was beautiful, the next I was a ghost,
Trying to understand how someone can love you the least
After making you feel it the most.
I remember staring at my messages, waiting for a reply,
Watching hours turn to days while making excuses why.
Maybe they’re busy, maybe they’re scared, maybe they’re going through things too,
Anything except admitting they just didn’t want me like I wanted them to.
And that truth cuts deep, deeper than they know,
Because every goodbye opens wounds from long ago.
Every unanswered text, every broken promise made,
Feels like proof of every fear I’ve carried every day.
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That maybe I’m too much,
Or maybe not enough.
Maybe there’s something broken
Inside the way I love.
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I’m tired of being the one they need but never choose,
The one they hold onto until they find someone new.
Tired of feeling like a chapter instead of the whole book,
Like I’m worth a glance but never worth a second look.
I don’t wanna be a body somebody misses for a night,
Then forgets in the morning when everything’s alright.
I wanna be loved when I’m laughing and when I’m breaking too,
Not just when somebody wants something from me to use.
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And family is supposed to feel like home, they always say,
But sometimes home feels farther than a thousand miles away.
Watching other people get the love I’ve begged to feel,
Wondering why their comfort comes so easy while
