I never could be her.
You loved her.
You accepted her.
You respected her.
But where did that leave you?
Missing her.

Now you're trying to recreate what you had by trying to change me.
You don't care how insecure u make me.
You don't care how misersble I am.
You don't see how hard I try.
And you seem not to realize that she's not worth trying to morph me into.
Because she's not me!
And perfect as she is
I'm the one thing she will never be.