I can't remember exactly when I wrote this. |
I don’t know what to feel anymore, What to say, what to think Been so abused and misused I’m so tired and lost I’ve tried my hardest Because it hurts to fail, Fail everyone around me, Their expectations, their standards So I exceed their expectations But fail yours Please the fool, and become one myself I fear their rejection Their thoughts, their opinions And disregard yours So often, you’re set aside Because you’re not ‘now’ Though I know you’re always You’re not ‘the world’ But you’re everything My eyes are so cloudy So weary, I can hardly see What’s right, what’s wrong Though I know the wrong It's become so familiar Almost second nature I know it is what it is But it’s so tough To go against the crowd I get sick just thinking about it I aim to please, but please who? The haters? The failures? The flawed? Why? They’re not you They’re almost nothing When compared with you But a whole lot of nothing Almost becomes everything So pressing, pushing, manipulative So I give, and I give in More and more I test the boundaries Try my luck, test your patience Not because I hate you Or even dislike you It’s because I want so much To be wanted But by whom? |