I wrote that one a couple of days/ a week ago
I think he's finally gone

Get out of my Head

You
yes you

its time for you to leave

so go away
leave
get the fuck out
and please
let the door hit you on your way out


this is my head
and you're not going to be a part of it anymore
thank you very much

no more crying
no more fear

my eyes won't get sad
when he asks a simple question


but even now
just thinking about it
i still feel you here

GET OUT
God dammit..


this bracelet
reminds me of him

a simple braid
strong

when it breaks
or when I take it off

either way
i know i'll be ok

i just hope it's soon
or do i

but that's just you talking again

You
Are
Not
Wanted
Here




sincerely,
me