Weak

Touching the mirror,
Never noticed this before,
I think I might be pretty,
But I just can't be sure.

Maybe its inside me,
But I think its your words.
The way they all hit me,
A way that can't be heard.

Maybe I don't need it,
All of this useless sound.
Me by myself and
You in the background...

I'm so weak..

But this is my heart,
and its not your toy.
So you can't cut it out,
Just to justify your joy.

But I know deep inside,
That the moment that you ask,
I will give you everything,
Even if it never lasts.

Maybe I do want you,
Far more then I need to,
But I just can't help it,
Not now that Im near you.

I'm just weak.

Looking right on through,
I feel your walls around.
Is this what it feels like?
A constant falling down.

Because, I feel no comfort,
My hearts in a mess,
If your presense surrounds,
I just can't get any rest.

Do you really want me?
Tell me that you need me.
Don't just keep on calling,
If you're gonna leave me.

I am weak!

I am not a possession,
I am not your prize,
To fight with til you get me,
Then leave me when its right.

Because I think its perfect,
But my heart can't hurt more,
Don't turn my life upside down,
and walk right out my door.

I can't give you the power,
Of telling you how I feel.
My heart, my pain, my sorrow,
In things that just aren't real.

I'm too weak...