I am every person that you've ever ignored
I am the flaming bag of dog shit on your porch
I used to think I was a savior or a part of a cause
I now see I am nothing
Nothing at all
I am every reason that you scream all these words
I am every chorus
I am every verse
I'll never let you feel done
You'll always be haunted
I will keep you fighting
It's not what I wanted

I am all the bills that they slide under your door
I am the bleeding, beating heart hidden under your floor
We move out
We move on
I think I'm learning to live like this
I think I'm done with being ignored
But there's still empty cups and trash on my apartment floor
Hallway conversations bleed through my front door
The heated kettle is screaming at me to stop what I started
but things have changed
and it's not what I wanted