you're all that i think about,
            all that i dream about.
one day,
  you'll leave,
  but it'll give you a better day,
                                a better girl.
sometimes, i think
you're too good for me.
i'm too plain to be yours.
yet you'd say otherwise
and get mad at me
because you're so kind.
but your kindness is my problem
and the reason i distance myself from you.
i'm sorry for being stupid
but stupid is what i do best.
i don't deserve you,
  don't deserve us.
so i'll be the girl,
one day you'll hate
and could finally be relieved,
                               be happy.
while i, for you, would be happy,
                                         be sad.