i wish you would tell me i'm a burden. just tell me that my words keep you up at night, that i'm a 10 foot tall hurdle in your race to peace. i've heard honesty is the best policy yet your words are always coated with a thick layer of sugar, and i'm left to dig at the sickly sweet remnants to figure out what i'm doing wrong, or what's wrong with me, and you just keep hiding that i make you feel bad. i know. i make myself feel bad.

the little girl screaming inside my head controlling everything that comes out of my mouth, she needs help. i need help. maybe i don't know how to word it or i can't see what i'm saying wrong but i can't keep fighting myself. and i can't keep fighting you.

so please let's just get it out of the way, i wish you would tell me i'm a burden.