Reality

It's this thing that I can't seem to wrap my mind around

Every time I think I'm okay, it's the inner peace I truly haven't found

It would be easy to say it's all their fault and nothing falls on me

But taking responsibility for the stupidity is part of accepting reality

I can't seem to understand what it is about myself that's so wrong

Even after being pushed aside, I hold onto someone I want for too long

It would be easy to pin it all on my inner desires

But at some point I need to realize that those desires have only led to liars

I wish I could see this strength within myself that my friends tell me about

But I'm still stuck on how being mistreated has led to so much self doubt

It should be so easy to "fake it till you make it"

But I've never been good at hiding my feelings or speaking bullshit

Someday I'll accept what is and cannot be changed

Although by then, the past hurts may have left me deranged

I wish it was as easy as giving up all hope and chance on my perfect man

But I constantly attract the rough bad boy who in the end being around me he can't stand