I don't want you in my head and in my fantasies
I don't want to be depressed and unable to leave my bed
I don't want to cry for you anymore
I don't want to want you anymore
I don't want to keep silently hoping for you to reach out to me
I want to get over you already
We haven't been together for that long
My mourning doesn't justify itself
You aren't crying for me either
In fact, I believe you have replaced me already
So why should I cry?
Why should I keep this awful face?
I want to get pretty and get out
And go be my own goddess, not yours