Once, when I was too lost being me
Being foolish and falling into the allures of youths stupidity
You stood there, always looking out for me,
waiting for me to mature, complete my phase of idioticy.

That day never came, I know you call me a ***** when I’m not near –
I know there is a deep and permanent scar of me on you – in you,
I would be sorry that I’m not what you wanted me to be –
honestly that apologies a little empty, void of empathy

I am sick to death of the blame falling on me – the user-***** and heartless soul-sucker
You were waiting for someone you created in your mind – I have always been me.
I have a love for you deep inside, of course of a different kind

It’s not my fault you can’t see that you are in love with an idea of a woman
One that’s never been real ,only aspects of her are reflected in me
I’m playing out my youthful stupidity now – because I never had a chance before
I told you from the start to let it go, why you won’t, I don’t ******* know.