You.

There are days where I ask myself if you’re real

Whether you actually care or if you are lying about how you feel.

Sometimes I could see myself with you in the future

Other times, every plan I have, you butcher.

You make me feel like I can fly

But more than that, you always make me wanna cry.

Can you not see how much I depend on you?

To be there, to be near, to tell me the truth.

Why can’t I ever trust anyone, you ask?

Because it’s people like you that make it such a hard task.

I keep losing myself in this game

But you don’t know that you’re to blame.