I’m not something that you see me to be,
You only see what I want you to see,
And what you saw was a half version of me,
You heard my stories and only saw  my broken parts,
But I’ve also seen all of your sacred scars,
Kept them hidden deep, kept secret,
Had to follow the clues with an intelligent mind,
And had to break some strings knowing you will never find,
That the true me hidden behind all these signs,
Made you believe that I wasn’t worthy to climb.

So I made you believe that I needed to stop trying,
Stop trying to be something I’m not,
But the truth is that is me,
I just couldn’t take you dodging me,
Seeing me as only an option was your choice to make,
And you seeing me as easy is what I wanted you to believe,
And have me focus on me to the point you’ll never have me,
I don’t care if you don’t like me,
I don’t care if you call me crazy,
Cause those are the parts that I want you to see,
The parts that you think are the real me,
Besides, why would I want to try for a guy who just gaselighted me?.