I am the diamond left in the dust
The bike in the rain that's going to rust
I am the girl who rarely believes or trusts
But my scars I don't hide
Read me and you'll know exactly
what and who is on my mind
I'm leaving the past behind
But today's sorrows try to overtake my mind
when you disappear in yous melancholy
and I'm left alone
Am I still not worth that much?
Am I still not up to your standards enough?
Sorry for over caring and dreading
how things might turn out
Sorry for wanting to help you out
Guess I'm not careless enough
