If I could find a way to capture
the exact essence of you,
believe me I would.
And if I could find a way to modify the base pair sequences
which code my DNA
so that I would be
the person you wanted,
believe me I would.
But I cannot portray you,
because I do not know exactly what you are
or who you are,
or why you are.
And I cannot be the person
you wish that I would be,
because you will not let me inside the bullet proof shell
of your head.
So I will let it be enough, watching you
strut around streets pretending that these things
are really all you want,
when you are, in reality, almost dreaming of beaches and cliffs
and people
who I have never met
and who I will never be,
and I suppose
I will just have to pretend to be okay with that.

You've brought us closer,
Then made us more distant.
Made us more aware,
Then made us doubtful of ourselves.
Introduce us to more friends,
Then invited more enemies.
Given us more publicity,
Then exploited us.
Save us more time,
Now it's spent to be more busy.

Simplify our tasks just to make life more difficult.
You're an entrapping blessing in disguise.
Made us feel more secure,
Yet gave us more tools to break in.
You've become our new addiction,
Just a second without you, 
Got us in technology withdraw.
You're a complication in simplicity.
There's so much to love you but also so much to hate.
Can't live with you or without you...

looking in the  mirror
look at me when im talking to you
dont trick yourself.
you think love is the way he touches you?
the way he used to wake you up at midnight just to have some good good *******?
He's got you lying saying he makes time for you cause he calls you on his break just to ******* then get back to work.
you say he shows you to his friends but its only to get you dancing on that stripper pole.
you say you know he has feelings cause after your finished he says
he loves ya
no a kiss says he means that.
yet he's got five other girls on the side.
nah, thats not love, no not even close.
but you cant stop your addicted.
**** your in so deep.
you think your fine till your all alone in your bedroom and you hate being alone so you call em'...
you do it like you hate him
you say you can take it with no feelings attached, but you know your lying.
deep down you know you want him... you want more, more , more
but you cant cause he wants nothing to do with love.
he's not into catch your feelings.
****..