I ask myself why bother?
yet for some reason people care about me
and i'm thinking am i good enough for someone to care about me?
no is the usual answer
i'm not the best me i can be.
yet my heart sinks for may lack of motivations
sometimes i don't care and i will tell it to you
i hold this dear to me
and when i realize i'm holding it i drop it
i run away from the pain i can cause myself
but somehow find myself back again
though i never get to bleed
i still get to fail the pain