Can’t stand how you look at me. I’m lost in the haze. Please don’t lose me again, yet I’m breaking away

I wish I was enough. Why can’t I be enough?

I wish that I was better at fucking you. I wish you loved the way I look
I notice when you leave you still smile at me, but the joke is that it’s not enough

I could be enough, yet I’m breaking away

You’re tortured by me and it’s so fucking sad to see. Because 30 days of sun is what’s left for me

Yet I’m breaking away