Therapy
I'm sorry that I dump everything on you
but I don't apologize for you being my person
Sharing my life with you is my favorite part of the day
but I'm seeing the strain in your eyes
and I'm afraid I'm about to lose you
I've lost friends before
my words too much to handle
in so little time
I promise I don't mean to let out all my hate
but you're my comfortable
and I don't want to spend money on a therapist
they won't give me anything in return
See because I love listening to your world
The ugly, sad, and yet damn beautiful
I'll take it on
Wear it like a sweater
but I can get tired too
I get it
I'll just write down my insecurities here
and tell you how good I have it