Telling me that...won't help.

Telling me that it will go away, won’t help.
Telling me that it’ll be ok, won’t help.
Telling me that everyone has had it, won’t help.
Telling me that a broken heart is not new, won’t help.

Right now, telling me anything really won’t help.

Did people tell you the same thing they told me?
Did people say that life goes on knowing that it hurts you more?
People said that to me because they believed that it would help.
Not knowing that it hurts to think about him walking out the door.

I just wanna be left alone to swallow my own tears
to wallow in my own self-pity (hopefully it won’t last years)
if I just happen to look up from my own hurtful bubble
And put a smile on my face
Don’t be surprised, just smile back
I simply needed my space.