I'm not.

I promise.

But I'm a liar.

I am.

I'm a liar and a coward.

But you don't know,

You can't know.

You can't know

How hard I fought to stop.

And how hard I hit the ground

When I came back around.

It's my own fault.

Giving up has never been an option for me.

But now,

I'm so tired.

So.
Tired.

I can't give up, though.

I'd let too many down.

But when you say things,

Things like that,

Think before you say them.

Because you don't know

Who I've been and who I am now.

If you looked in my eyes,

You'd see,

That even without your words,

They're full of hurt.

They've lost their luster,

And I don't know if I'll ever get it back.