They walk on eggshells around me
So they don’t disturb my weak heart
That jumps at the slightest sign of danger.
I know that I’m a burden
Even though they constantly reassure me.
I know I take up too much space
And I’m only seen as a pretty face.
Just admit you don’t want me around
And I’ll learn to never make a sound
So we don’t keep wasting time here
Pretending that there’s something more I can give.