They tell me to ignore them
They say that they're not real
Just figments of my imagination
Nothing they say means anything
But they're all wrong, wrong, wrong
It's everything I've heard said
Or seen written
Or felt in their words
It's all real
More real than even me
I am expendable
I am unworthy
I can't seem to make it all
STOP
They drift in and out
Of my conscious
Bringing a new and fresh wave of hurt
Scarring me
From the inside  out
You can't see them
But I feel every one of them
Every time you turn away
Every time you see but don't say anything
Every time I think of you
Your indecision is pulling out my stitches
I'm trying to let them heal
But you're ripping them open again
Splitting the skin apart once more
Rubbing salt into my open flesh
Making me scream and cry inside
But what's even more painful?
Your avoidance of me
Or your happiness without me
I can't even tell anymore
I'm clinging to a dream
Falling away like water
Slipping through the cracks
Like grains of sand
I can't hold you anymore