I’m all messed up. I’m broken pieces and you took the missing ones with you. You ran me over- pulled me into someone I need to let go. I need you to fade away. I finally realized I’m craving something that just isn’t right for me if I need altercations. Go on. Be gone. Turn your back on these developments because I’ve opened my eyes and I’m realizing we’re going nowhere. I can’t make something right- it is just what it is. I’ll fall to pieces tonight- tomorrow I’ll play pretend and fade away.