BROKEN GLASS
Broken Glass on the floor
what happens when you don't need me anymore
I feel so blessed
so why am I crying
because it has to end
it all ends it always ends
because I go home
because sooner or later I don't feel you anymore
because friendship fades
because people lie
because people die
Broken glass on the floor
I feel like such a whore
the song says I'm not going back
but it's all I do
why do you tell me not to cry
because you care
I doubt that
because you don't like tears
because you can't handle your own fears
because you hate me
and you need something to spread around
because I'm depressed
and you don't want to be the one to clean me up
Broken glass on the floor
soon there'll be some more
It's red and I'm all alone
with gentle hands on my face
and troubled looks directed my way
if I died how long would you remember
or would you try your best to forget
because I never mattered anyway
because I'm short
because I'm sad
because I always make you mad
because I'm not what you want me to be
because I'm only me
Broken glass on the floor
people keep on waking out the door
I thought you hated me
so why do you care now
or is it curiosity
do you talk about me when I'm not there
do you smile or do you laugh
or do you rip my halves in half
I don't deserve this,
all these people who think they care
most wouldn't give me a second glance
on any other day
I don't need to wrap you up
in my bullshit life
you don't need me to weigh you down
because the glass is still there
because I want to pick it up
and squeeze my blood into a cup
drain my very life
cause I want to know who'd drink it
because I'm nothing
because I love too much
because I hate you all
I guess I'm just fucked up
Amy Michelle Jordan ©