the things you do that make me feel that way. i dont wan to wallow in this childishness. all your seriousness and maturity. i wan to avoid that alien cliche of love. if its love. how everyone fusses over you. placed on a pedestal.

i can never pull an ella if i wish. its never the same. and will not be.

all that indifference and you think it'd make a difference if people cared. its your outlook that's gotta change cos no one will be there for you, for me. 24/7. its just not the way.
like the centre of the universe. where all revolved around you. high places you couldnt touch.

im crouching in this corner
where shadows dance across my face
watch the world go by
absorbed in their frivolity
it just aint my perfect sky
you gotta know that
and its hard on the knees to fall
in love
over and over
im sick of it
how i'll always be me, still this weakness
your face haunting me
and im broken but you'll never know
as you go about your oblivious ways
and i stay transparent
my fingers can only stretch so far
it all depends
whether you
see it and make that
contact
with my soul

but i know you'll never see me in a different light.