Who am I supposed to be?
You treat me like I'm not even there,
so how am I supposed to impress you?
I want you for my own,
but I don't know what to do.
You drive me insane over myself,
because you're with another girl.
I so badly want to be her,
but she is better than me,
different than me,
a whole different person.
Who am I supposed to be around you?
Smart? Funny? Silly? Quiet? Outspoken?
I don't know how to act.
I don't know how to feel.
I see you,
and you see right through me.
Is that how love is suposed to be?



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