I guess I'm not as great
As people really say I am
Because if I truly was
Wouldn't loving me be their plan?

It's odd and confusing
When people tell you they love you
But don't even want to talk
Or interact like they used to

Embarrassment is an understatement
When they tell you it's them
We all know that's a lie
A cop out, you win

There comes a certain point
You have to dust off your hands
Get rid of the past
And make different plans

I don't want to feel love
I don't want to feel hate
I'll just hand over the reigns of life
And leave it up to fate

I am so tired of feeling this way
Hopefully one day soon
Waking up won't be impossible
For now my only friend is the moon