I'm Not Going Home

I remember the rain soaking my skin down to the bone
Thought I should let you know that I'm not going home
My phone's dead, drugs straight to my head
And all I see is you lying on your bed in January
But you don't notice me like you used to

But it was never about being forever
We both lost friends that we made in December

Thinking to myself as I walk home
How I got into this mess where I don't know
How to tell my friends I miss them
When I'm the one who has been missing

Don't think I'm happy being lonely I always end up depressed
Don't know if I'm happy with my friends cus I feel like a mess
Keep telling myself they don't to see me
It's probably for the best
It's probably for the best

I'm sick of talking about me
But I don't know anyone else
As well as myself
I don't want your help

I've said that every week for the past six months
It's a reaction to me not wanting to show my scars



Credits
Writer(s): Yung Ivy
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