I know it's over,
I don't have a chance
I know I'm not worthy,
I'm taking my stance
I know we're done,
I don't have anything left,
There's nothing to me,
That is hidden in depth
I know it's not possible,
Just a dream
One I used to believe in,
Consistently
But there's no use now,
I'm broken and bruised
I've taken all the blows,
Now I'm scratching at the wounds
Alice fell in, but I won't too,
For I had my fair share of the blues
I've had my heart broken, first in line for rejection,
Now I won't fall again in that pit of desperation
I'm not the kind of girl who'll go hunting for daylight,
But I'm also not the kind to be buried in the night
I won't be thrown away and be left to search for sanity,
I won't be blinded by love, I'll be trapped in your perfidy
I won't be spiralling in rabbit holes,
For there's no such thing as Wonderland, just this world so cold.
~Via