I don't hate you
it's me that I loathe
should have kept my distance
stayed apart and separate
not allowed my heart to blossom
to think of you in terms beyond what this was all along
should have kept the lid on
nevermore to move beyond friendship box
here I was thinking that this might be the start of something beautiful, to steal a line,
but it always comes full circle.
ends with tears and feelings of inadequacy
I am just never enough
common denominator
it always returns to me
there's something in that
pause for thought and reflection
rejection
must learn that hearts are a fools vice
and I ain't no fool
just playing the part well
no more
never enough is no longer an option
especially when you consider that in actuality you were never really going to be enough for me
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