This is meant to be the best thing that ever was
And sometimes it feels like it is
But sometimes the happiness of what I feel for you
Is balanced by the cutting of my feelings for me
Is it you that makes me feel like I do?
Or do I judge myself too strong?
This isn't sustainable for me to proceed
If this is permanent, I just can't
There's an empty feeling that trickles down inside of me
Telling me I'm not good enough
Saying I shouldn't be acting that way
The way that felt so right before
If only I could see the right way to go
Maybe I'd feel better inside
But life isn't so black and white, as they say
And grey is a hard shade to tell
And in a while something will change
The feelings will start to pass
Overcome with something more hopeful than them
This time, I'm hoping it'll last
Apr 20, 2014
Apr 20, 2014 at 8:03 PM UTC
This is meant to be the best thing that ever was
And sometimes it feels like it is
But sometimes the happiness of what I feel for you
Is balanced by the cutting of my feelings for me
Is it you that makes me feel like I do?
Or do I judge myself too strong?
This isn't sustainable for me to proceed
If this is permanent, I just can't
There's an empty feeling that trickles down inside of me
Telling me I'm not good enough
Saying I shouldn't be acting that way
The way that felt so right before
If only I could see the right way to go
Maybe I'd feel better inside
But life isn't so black and white, as they say
And grey is a hard shade to tell
And in a while something will change
The feelings will start to pass
Overcome with something more hopeful than them
This time, I'm hoping it'll last