16 year old me should’ve manned up - This is waaay too sentimental for my liking:
I’m trying to keep my cool ‘cause so many things been said.
Demeaning words you spat with hate and so many tears been shed.
I never meant to hurt you, so carefully I’d tread,
To try and keep you smiling but that tore up in shreds.
“I’m sorry” made no difference and now I’m starting to dread,
The day you won’t be with me and you’re just a voice in my head.