He Missed It

a song, its not finished yet.

Painted glass
Tainted water
Cluttered thoughts
He’s kept me screaming inside

Blurred vision
Spinning head
Stumbling feet
I didn’t think I could hide

But now I’m
Moving on
Letting go
Hanging up the phone

Because he wasn’t worth it
I’m not perfect
I don’t think I am
I’ve got my problems
But at least I admit them
His love never existed
He  tried to catch my heart
But he missed it