Missing Pieces

I hate everything about me
Three Days Grace
Don't bother with me
I curl, tight ball
Shame flows and courses through me
I hate the songs I write
The pictures taken
Simply I'm fakin'
And I hate that I need you to love me
"It gets easier"
But when?
I've been waiting
Karmic justice beats me into the ground
Unlovable
Non tocare, questo animale
You left, no telling where
When I go to sleep at night
Are you even aware
But this isn't about you
It's about me
My faults, mistakes, failures
Trembling, angry tears
Realizing all my fears
Are true
So I close my eyes
Don't look at you
Broken toy put me on a shelf
And forget me like before