I’m done worrying about guys,
Because I know the one will just come.
All of my failed tries,
Have left me feeling done.
Now I’m worrying about me.
Me, myself, and I.
How can I be better?
I’ll never know until I try,
But these barriers and stumbling blocks,
Keep getting in my way,
Postponing my life,
Day by day by day.
I’m sick of sitting here idle.
I’m sick of watching from a distance,
So I guess this is my cue to take action,
And get myself what I want
*To get myself what I need.