Fish in the Sea

I'm not sure what to say about you,
Or even what to feel.
I'm not sure what to do about you,
I'm a fish on your real.

No matter how hard I try,
I just get caught.
Even once you had me,
I tried, I fought.

I didn't want to be caught by you,
I didn't want the line.
But you kept throwing it out,
Time after time.

And after every catch,
You'd throw me back.
You wanted a better fish;
With everything I lack.

I was never good enough,
I was never right.
Every time you saw you had me,
You'd look away in spite.

I guess you'll either kill me,
And my heart dead.
Or you'll keep throwing me back.
After everything I said.

Too many fish,
And this ones always thrown back to sea.
I just want to be the one.
Please-Just pick me.