Are you reading this?

I'm not sure if you ever read this, so I guess I could write anything I want and say all the things I need to say, and it won't matter because you won't admit you hear me, and I won't even try and get you to look at me anymore.

I guess it doesn't matter anyway, we're both too damaged. But you think you're too damaged for anyone, but you can't see that we're all in the same boat. People don't have to be perfect to be everything you need.

I mean I don't care that you don't think you're perfect, because you're everything I need right now.

I'm proud of you for starting again, this time don't take it so seriously. We're all just kids pretending we know what we're doing.

You don't have to be cool, I don't care if you're in a band or not, what bars you go to, who your friends are, what car you drive. I don't care that you're suffering, or that you can't shake your habits, or that you just don't know how to be normal anymore.

Because we'll work it out.

But we can't if you don't even look in my direction.