Whetstone

It took this long to figure out how you stole my confidence With the tact and spite you taught to me, I'll show you my lament Is there still room for me in your head? Every day I'm reminded of how I've Never truly felt good enough for someone else Holding on to the hope that I can conquer this fear So help me filter through the thought of Looking perfect instead of feeling whole This love isn't patient or kind Cut away at the source - a blade through my stubborn soul Lance away at everything I've come to know I pray you'll take what's left of a hardened heart I am an open wound I've cut away what's left of you You don't need me We don't need anyone to feel complete The true lessons of life are learned alone Lets not become dust on the shelf (We don't need anyone to feel complete) Lets not become dust on the shelf