I saw it in you,

I saw the sensitivity shining through your alternative persona and I believed you when told me what I wanted to hear.

Now I'm not sure if anything I believed is true,

There's the real you, hiding in the shadows of life,

There's the truthful you trying to meet my eyes,

There's the vulnerable you, the one in disguise.

I am trying to be with you the way I want to be,

I wonder what I'm doing wrong and I think its neither of us at fault

But trust is hard to give and to receive.

I know you think of her when your with me

But I will never be her, and she will never be me.

Am I only here cause shes not interested?

Would you feel different if it were her?

I have worth yet I feel worthless

You tell me you want me...

You tell me I'm beautiful...

but isn't that what you said to her and more?

You don't want me, you want the idea of me

And I can't give you what she has

I'm not sorry

I'm not angered

I'm plain and simply hurt

For you I'll never be enough

for me I am always to much