Somewhere in between the lies, the stories, and deceptions I lost myself
So far in my confusion that I wouldn’t want to go too deep back to make you understand.
I’m alone because I am gasping for help.
Wanting so much from one person, and for them to be okay with the fact I claim them as “my man”.
I want to be loved, but I want it just a bit more than I love myself.
And then I take 3 steps back and say “this is why I’ve been single for so long.”
Because no one has ever showed me the real truth, they always sing me the same old song.
And that’s when I end up doing it all wrong
And blaming my past ways in the reason I choose the single route to prolong.
