I can't be that person you want,
Those things that you want me to do, but I just can't.
You made me this person I am now,
I'm still into you, somehow
Again, you cast another spell,
And I have difficulty on how to dwell.

I hate to admit that I'm tired of being me,
I only write because you exist,
This feeling that I have, I can't resist,
For you my Love, will be free.

I know you will be free from me,
From the person I just can't be.
I'm not good enough for you,
I keep asking myself, what should I do?