It's you, it's me.
Add her, it's three.
She gets As,
But I get Bs.
She has reasons.
I have excuses.
I am mindless.
She is fearless.
Compassion is her trait.
Selfishness is mine.
I can't bear to wait.
Please just make up your mind.
It's not fair to me,
My heart stays guarded.
It's not fair to her,
She has life goals and projects.
And you're in the middle,
Because we put you there.
I have to leave NOW,
I can't bear to hear...
Oct 4, 2016
Oct 4, 2016 at 9:14 AM UTC
It's you, it's me.
Add her, it's three.
She gets As,
But I get Bs.
She has reasons.
I have excuses.
I am mindless.
She is fearless.
Compassion is her trait.
Selfishness is mine.
I can't bear to wait.
Please just make up your mind.
It's not fair to me,
My heart stays guarded.
It's not fair to her,
She has life goals and projects.
And you're in the middle,
Because we put you there.
I have to leave NOW,
I can't bear to hear...
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