Darkness, dark empty room.
Injured soul but I am under the covers.
I don't deserve the light, nor the rights to be pitied.
Silently, painfully alone.
Take me away, I beg.
"You will have to love yourself first."
Blood, constant invisible dripping blood.
Plastered with a smile staring at myself in front of the mirror.
I don't deserve to show my fear, nor my grievance.
Shakily, spinelessly alone.
Take me away, I beg.
"You will have to love yourself first."
Tight, eyes closed tightly with hope.
No injured soul, no plastered smile, just you and I.
This time I deserve your smile, and the love that I thought was gone forever.
Eyes open, suddenly alone.
Take me with you, I beg.
"You will have to love yourself first."
Hatefully, fist clenched, punching hatefully with anger.
Dented walls, dented thoughts, dented... me.
I don't deserve to be happy without you, nor do I deserve my own love.
Lost, with tears, still alone.
Take me with you, I beg.
"You will have to love yourself first."
"You'll have to love yourself first," he said.
"only when you love yourself, then can you love others."
Hence I will.
Because only then, can I learn to love you.
I will learn to love myself first.
