told you about all my hopes and dreams

I wanna be a writer and teacher,

the only things I feel like i'd be good at

you ask to see my work and I refuse to show you

 

a few months later I joke about how funny I am 

you say I should become a comedian

to be honest I've thought about it

why not dump all my trauma onto people and merely laugh it off?

 

after we broke up I tried writing a song 

i got the lyrics down and i figured out a tune

but when i open my mouth to sing it nothing comes out

this is what you've done to me

 

you built me up when i was unstable

and then you ripped it right away as soon as i started to thrive

now i have to relearn how to create

how to work for myself

 

but one day I'll be up on stage

doing god knows what

and you'll probably be watching

you'll try to wave from afar, but i won't even notice