Migraines from the pain you bring my heart
Opening myself up for vulnerability –and that’s your missing part
Dismissing me as if I were your student and detention had been served
You trample all over my feelings as if they had no other purpose to serve
You know how you can (can’t) tell I’m hurt?
I haven’t written in a minute
And this is what I went to first
Trying to get out of my head
I escape my logic by going to bed
Laying my doubts to rest
Only to write them off as a mere dream at best
Don’t treat me like a test
Because like those before you, you’ve failed just like the rest.