I think I'm broken as I'll ever be
So sick of hoping, tired of "eventually"
Will I ever be enough to be a daughter?
I keep sinking, succumbing to passive aggressive waters
Thoughts that I'm not what you want are torture
Oh, but your comments and hatred are haunting horrors
I think I'm tired, I ought to sleep
No, I don't want to live, I don't want to eat
Will I ever be enough to be a daughter?
I keep sinking, succumbing to passive aggressive waters
Thoughts that I'm not what you want are torture
Oh, but your comments and contempt are haunting horrors
If being so broken is what offends
Then I won't pretend we could be friends
But
Can I please be enough to be your daughter?
I keep sinking, succumbing to passive aggressive waters
Thoughts that I'm not what you want are torture
Oh, but your comments and bitter resentment are haunting, haunting horrors
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
Songs I Write | VII
PuisiHello! - Please don't steal. - If you do use any or anything, just give credit, thanks. - 19 years old, England.
