Will I Ever Fully Satisfy
Could I dehydrate from
All these tears I cry?
I will never fully satisfy.
I'll always come up short
With one thing or more.
Love others once have had for me
Soon turns to annoyed and disgust.
My voice must start to sound
Like nails on a chalkboard.
I find myself every moment
Holding back questions and comments,
Because it kills me to see the
Look he gets on his face.
How could I think he feels
All people wouldn't get sick of me?
Everyday it seems he dodges me, so
I don't think he really wants to touch me.
I wonder if he's found someone new,
Or if the old still lurks in his heart?
All I know is I don't want to
Breath or eat so I won't
Be a burden anymore.
