WHOLE (interlude)

Do I look desperate enough to beg for you to love me?
Hey, maybe I am — sometimes
See, I fixate on how much I hate myself, some days
And that’s why I crave love from someone else
That fills that up with something more positive
Because then I make myself believe that all the worrying in my mind disappears
But you don’t see me
I can’t make you see me
And that hurts
Why am I working this hard to be disappointed?
Why do I romanticize fake chemistry that’s only in my mind?
Bеcause I’m dumb as hell!
But no more
I will lеarn and I will grow
I allow only myself to make me whole
Whoever comes along, be prepared
Because I’ll love the hell out of you
But only if you care