I wanted you to support me,
Help me,
Stand by my side.
Not against me.
Seeking fault in everything I do.
Planting seeds of doubt.
Yet here I am holding on to hope,
Telling myself that you'll come around.
It's getting hard I don't know how long I wait.
Since the start of my life you've tried to mold into something else.
I am not your project,
I am a person.
