The feeling of rejection is uncalled for a name
Uncalled for feelings...
Yet here I am caving in slowly
Feeling my heart drop
like it doesn't belong in my body.
I have no soul to remember the hurt that was caused
only the emptiness to remind me
Of the actions that were made
that made me feel whole .
Here I am
feeling unlovable
Nevermind, let me change that
I am unlovable .
The list goes on and on
I'm too controlling
too broken
too outspoken
too much for anyone
...
Like is there even a MAN out there who can take care of me?!
And please
don't tell me I go after the wrong guys
these days , there's no difference .
The good and bad guys bond together
and let me just call em a cult for heavens sake .
My style is different
my hair, my skin, even my own voice
is different
it's gotten to that point
where I don't even care who takes me
Just as long as they do
that's my favorite thing about them.
There's a difference between
desperation and being unlovable
Nah, I'm not desperate
Just I'm too...me.
I'm too myself for anyone to care.
Too "Jocelyn" for anybody to hold me...
But I still believe
that one man
my knight in shinning armor
will come and rescue me from my misery ...
And re-name me lovable..to only him.
