Maybe my tears will wash you away
Of another heartbreak
Too broken to know when to keep quiet;
When to give you smiles and nothing more-
Not this heaviness in my heart,
Nor these knots on my throat,
Not these feet kicking rocks
Nor my tired feet trudging along.
If I could transform into who I wished I were these days,
I’d be her and no one else for you;
If I could kick these blues away
and have a perfect, balanced brain
That’s exactly what I’d do today;
That’s exactly who I would’ve been today.