mother, i am trying. i scratch at my tears, i yank at my heart.
mother, i am trying. i reach up to the stars, i try to pull them down.
mother, i am trying. i bury my hands in the dirt, searching for something cleaner than my soul.
mother, i am trying. i plead for help, i beg for mercy.
i ask them to see, to please please see. there is something else, there is more to me."
— but it is oh so hard to be loved (p.b)
the guilt will eat you alive. and if it doesnt, i will.
mother, i am trying. i scratch at my tears, i yank at my heart.
mother, i am trying. i reach up to the stars, i try to pull them down.
mother, i am trying. i bury my hands in the dirt, searching for something cleaner than my soul.
mother, i am trying. i plead for help, i beg for mercy.
i ask them to see, to please please see. there is something else, there is more to me."
— but it is oh so hard to be loved (p.b)
