Ripped Jeans

That's all I am to you, and that's all I'll ever be.
Ripped jeans.
You know the ones you've had forever, but replaced?
The ones that you keep pushing to the back of your closet?
not even worth throwing away...

or even worth giving away.

It's like you forgot you created all the holes in me
All of the insecurities and flaws.
I was never ever perfect, but at least I was confident.
Am I ugly now? Or just not a perfect fit?

The holes in me can be repaired!
I know they can...if you try.
But I know you won't.

Because I'm just a pair of ripped jeans to you...
and that's all I'll ever be.