I drank to end my migraine but it only made it worse I cried into your chest and told you how I felt but we both don't understand my intensity at least that's what you said I spoke the words I always wished I could pull from my throat I know you heard me but maybe it wasn't enough I don't understand why I'm not good enough for you to love me but I'm good enough to be your friend I'm good enough to watch you pretend your happy with someone else when I know they are not good for you I know and you know that we would be good together we would be invincible like the wall I built around myself that you couldn't be bothered to destroy because you have options unlike me my only other option is a book with dreams I wish I could live and a brain that
