It's Alright
I thought it's alright when he skips the talking;
Getting hot, and then boiling over promptly.
And it's alright; he won't put me in a coffin;
I'm not dead, I was just unconscious.
I thought it's alright that he never tried to understand;
I'm just confusing and shouldn't think someone could give a damn.
I thought it's my fault that all of this happened,
But I never did anything that should have left my skin blackened.
It's not because of my actions or personality that you're so violent;
And yeah - it didn't help all the times I went silent.
I should have stood up for myself, maybe I should have told you "We're done";
I should have been stronger; decided to pack my things and just run.
I can't blame myself for you being so Goddamn scary;
Because love shouldn't come with so much fear to carry.
I can't keep thinking it's always my fault when this happens;
I can't believe you'll have my back or be my batten.
I'm terrified of not knowing who I am without you;
But nothing is scarier than the way your anger grew.
And it might feel like I'm dying but I need to help me;
And that means I cannot keep living here on my knees.
And it's alright because I know eventually I can be okay;
And I can mend all the parts of me I let get so frayed.
And I know eventually I'm going to get away;
But right now I'll focus on surviving today.
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