My heart isn’t in this
And I keep checking my phone
Something about a crowd of people
That makes me feel so alone

And I wish you’d call
to take me away
I know you won’t though
That’s why I’m in this place

And I feel like a loser
She says I’m not
Then why can’t I ever
Get what I want?

and I’ll try to leave myself
Behind
In the hopes that there’s something
Better that I can find

I stand on a scale
And I look in the mirror
I want to be so thin
That I disappear

So I don’t eat
Till I see my bones
Just so I can feel
Something other than feeling alone

I’d take the life
That everyone else suggest
If I thought it would
Bring me some happiness

So when you find what you’re missing
I hope it’s not something you lost
‘cause we sell pieces of who we were
So we can grow up

I’ll strip myself down
Piece by piece
I hope I’m not what you were missing
‘cause there’ll be nothing left of me

Burning Bridges & Building Walls
Copyright 2006 by Joel Michalak