I live for you I want to love like you do I'm scared of change But I'm afraid to stay the same

I'm Sorry I'm sorry. I'm not at all that great I'm not loud and funny Or amazing and pretty Inspiration doesn't come to me easily My advice isn't outstanding I can be too nice or too mean In the end I'm just me I guess you have to forgive me for that too.

Let me be with you I say. You reply I can't. It's impossible you say. Nothing's impossible. People have touched the stars. I want to feel your satin skin. Breathe in your sweet breath. I sometimes don't know if you exist, you just seem so unreal. To picture perfect to exist here. To exist with me. Your talented. I'm average. Your stunning. I'm not. But nothing is impossible.

Two Faced You call me two-faced? When you are the one not saying anything. You're the one you gave up on me. You found something better and you threw me away like garbage. Then you pick me up when you want to. I'm sick of it. I'm sick of you. I'm of everything you do.

You know those people who you are friends with, but never really know? The ones you pour your hearts to, but they never say anything in return. It's in that moment you realize they never trusted you, telling everyone else what they believe, but you. They talk to you when they need you. Leave when you need them. One day you'll just have to stop running after them.