From Damaged Goods
Dear Past love,
You broke me
you left me
you told me what I wanted to hear
you lead me on
and now all I know is a lie
Everything is dark
I am damaged Goods
Dear Love
Im sorry you can't touch there
Im sorry the wounds and scars are fresh
Im sorry I cover up the past
Im sorry you cant come in
Im sorry you can see my scars
Im sorry I cant give you my heart
its fragile
Im petrified it will break
Im sorry I push you away
My Past love,
So you think Im fine because you dont see my scars
I wish I could show you what you did
but if I showed you
you would laugh at my pain
you would know the power you had over me
I cant allow that
For once in my life after you
Im happy
I maybe damaged but Im not broken