I don't know how to tell you I'm broken without feeling needy.
I don't know how to open up without feeling judged.
I don't know how to cry when my tears feel like acid.
I just need you to see that I'm hurting without me telling you because my words are bleeding out of my mouth, waiting for you to stitch me up and make me fine although I know that's not your job and you're better off without me.
I just need you to see me one last time.
