The things that I never said to you.
The times I did nothing but cry on your shoulder.
The position I put you in.
The way I changed your life.
Even though I’ve wrecked your life,
You still accept me as your friend.
I’ve made some of the same mistakes
How can you stand me?
But…
Do you think of me as an awkward person?
Do you think of me as the one who can’t understand?
Do you think of me as a individual?
Do you think of me as a fighter?
Sometimes I am forced to think
If maybe you feel the way I do, but then
I realize you deserve better.
Is this the way it has to be?
One day, I will tell you how I feel.
But until then, the thoughts taunt me
For my own mind is my worst enemy.
