Greywash

Been thinking too much of how it feels to be a memory A painting of perfect; a portrait of comfort Something I couldn't ever be I've grown so tired of waiting to die How long until I'm erased and left behind? Coalescing tragedies broke me into defeat Left me alone with my apathy I watched the colour drain from the world Drowning in the grey, I became submerged The last four years I spent Hating every part of myself Beneath the monument I wish you'd left me for dead I said it was an accident But if you knew just how I felt... And if you left so much unsaid... Could you ever forgive yourself When you're looking back And you reminisce Please just don't forget I wasn't always like this