Thought I was quietly moving on but
it seems like im just destined to fail.
Feels as if im utterly trapped in some
type of emotional holding cell.
There arent any walls,except for
those I've built of my own accord.
Not believing all the B.S when they
say loving myself is its own reward.
It just feels good,when someone else
finds you worthy enough to admire.
When its you that gives them that
spark,the one that lights their fire.
I know its not that serious,but in
my mind the situation seems dire.
Why the need to be loved by someone
other than myself,I really don't know.
Just feel like if I love you so much,you
should return the favor,quid pro quo.
I know that's not the way it always
works out,in a perfect world maybe.
I just got to keep moving forward,
and stop being such a big crybaby