Gone

I cringe at the thought of being imperfect
I'm trying so hard, why won't you see me
You return a look as if I've been soaked in vinegar
Hey you please look at me, love me to the edge of the earths understanding
something I think about piercing my flesh, but I can't, I'm so full of unexpressed expression I just want it to end
But my finish line keeps moving
But for now I'll soak in these defeated confused tears