I try to be more than me
For the sake of everyone else
I try to be more than enough
But it's never enough
I'm a stalled out car
That you pushed too far
You can't rely on me anymore
I'm not in your heart anymore
There's no way I can fight it
And there's no way I can hide it
This world was made for the ones
Who are better than me
And I'm still patiently waiting
For the day I'll quit masquerading
But I'm not quite ready for you to see
The true me, the real me
Don't look too close, don't go too deep
This is how the distance between us starts
What will you do when you learn
That I am less than what I am now?
I'm just a mess, I must confess
I get so sick of all of this stress
I got a broken heart, can't let you see
When I try to be more than me
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Hearts of Roses
PoetryA series of poems about romance life and its ups and downs. Mostly downs, but that's what reality is. Too many ups will give you painful downs. More downs and less ups makes balance. Or maybe I'm just seeing it wrong. Oh, and a wee bit of creepines...
