Whetstone

It took this long to figure out how you stole my confidence
 With the tact and spite you taught to me, I'll show you my lament
 Is there still room for me in your head?
 Every day I'm reminded of how I've
 never truly felt good enough for someone else
 Holding on to the hope that I can conquer this fear
 So help me filter through the thought of
 looking perfect instead of feeling whole
 This love isn't patient or kind
 Cut away at the source - a blade through my stubborn soul
 Lance away at everything I've come to know
 I pray you'll take what's left of a hardened heart
 I am an open wound
 I've cut away what's left of you
 You don't need me
 We don't need anyone to feel complete
 The true lessons of life are learned alone
 Lets not become dust on the shelf
 (We don't need anyone to feel complete)
 Lets not become dust on the shelf