Some days are heavy and some days are mean
Some days fall somewhere in between
Today I would like to tear you apart at the seams

Like taking a plane its the worst kind of day
Holding your breath in the sky
You should never write a letter that high

Speaking my mind is not what I do best
But I have to get this all off my chest
Open this window and hope these words will fly

Turning back pages is not something time will allow
and wait I never got to say
You were digging into me 
and then you just got away

How can you say that I'm wasting your time
After all the years I have spent trying 
to fill up the whole that you left
Sitting here in my heart
So I'm talking it back
I'm making it mine
I am still trying