I'm not allowed to look at you
I'm not allowed to care
I made these rules for myself;
but now they're too much to bear
I liked you alot, but not anymore
There is no point
You're not really there
These new rules I made I cannot bear.
You don't like her: who is it now?
I know it's not me, so what are my dreams?
I dreamed you loved me, you held me and cared.
These rules I made I can no longer bear.
You sometimes look through me, as though I'm a ghost
I wish I was with you; and then I could boast
I spend hours on my makeup, more on my hair
What's the point? I'm not really there.
My heart will ot break, because I've made up my mind.
These rules will stay 'till the very end of time.
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