you were ripping me apart
tearing the flowers
out of my ribcage
flooding all life inside me
until i was nothing
until i barely recognized
the girl in the mirror
only to find out
you had two other birds
nesting in your heart
planting flowers in your ribs
being bandaids for my cuts
i ripped myself apart
tore my roots from the ground
only to be played a fool
i have no clue who i am
and it was for nothing.
//You called us TLC, and I realized how easily it probably was for you to prioritize me last.//
