When at home all I know is the pain never stops
Away from it all it seems crystal clear
The reality sinking in brings back the fear.
I want to be loved,
I want to be needed,
I want you to want me,
How's that so conceited?
It's the same day in and day out,
It's embracing the pain and the sadness I'd rather do without.
I'm tired of you pointing out my imperfections
Tired of this endless fear of rejection
I am who I am that's all I know
Without me where would you go
You wouldn't have your life
I wouldn't have this strife
You could have kept on believing you were the only one who's perfect
I would have kept pushing on not just pretending on the surface.
I'm out here working day after day
No rest for the weary as I say.
It's not hard to remedy
Talking isnt your enemy
And if I had it left in me
Id show you a thing or two about loving me.
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