I don't want to be this girl or to still push you away.
But everything inside is swearing you won't stay.
I don't want to act like this.
I don't want to let you go.
But sometimes get lost-
And its the only way I know.
So even with the meds.
That are running through my veins its hard to see the sunshine.
When all around it rains.
And this sickness I hold has become a part of me
I don't mean to be a bitch...
But I'm only bpd