my Condolences to myself

You beat me up in my head Always second best You pushed me to the edge Making me regret ever opening my eyes to your tears Was any of that incredibly sincere? You leaving me was always my fear I wanted to disappear Never loved myself Imagine that How I could love you? It's pretty wack You kinda look like a rat I'm no doormat You would a let me die Without a tear in your eye A tear in your eye My lips, they're bone dry It's so cold between you and I Between me and You scattered my bones across my front lawn Leaving the rest for birds to feed on Stitched myself up from where I went wrong It was so hard to carry on Never loved myself Imagine that How I could love you? It's pretty wack You kinda look like a rat I'm no doormat