I find myself shaking my head
Not sure where people come up with this stuff
So I'm not a player
I have a guilty conscious
I'm not a thief
I realize people work hard to get what they have
I don't lie
(When have I ever lied to you)
I do everything I can
Yet
I am still forced to think that I'm such an awful person
The antagonist of the story
It's been pounded into my head for years now
I'm convinced
Quit seeing me for what I'm not
It's only hurting me
And you're only fooling yourself
Stop looking through me
Look at me
Look me in the eyes
I'm begging
I'm not perfect
I said that from the start
I make mistakes
I don't like myself
Never really have
I've always thought
As far back as I can remember
I'm not good enough for anyone
I don't deserve anything
I'm so stupid
I'm nothing
All I do is get in the way
There's something wrong with me
I need to be better
I need to change myself
And I've always wondered why I think such things
It's because people tear me apart
They see me how they want to see me
And I try to be that person
They dig their way deep into my heart
And then rip it out
No warning
Just all of a sudden
When they see that I'm not what they thought I was
It's because they've never looked at me
Why can't I be something that people want
I really am ******
Because I don't know who I am
What I do know is that I'm not a bad person
My parents raised me very well
I don't know where these people get all this **** from
I do one little thing wrong
Like, have friends
Or talk to the wrong person
Or write a poem
Or tell someone a secret
And it ***** up everything
Meanwhile I'm busting my ***** to put up with everyone else's *******
They can do everything wrong
And I'm still there for them
With an understanding mind
And open arms to comfort
Is that what a bad person would do?
Yea it hurts like hell
But when you love someone
You learn to accept and get over it
You get through it together
You don't let the little **** get in the way
I'm sorry
But you just can't
If you do
Good luck finding someone
Cause no ones perfect