I found the time lately to waste on introspection
Seems I'm questioning my plans to face more rejection
I'm stuck between what I want and who you need so dearly
I meant dear me,
Why am I never to myself since it seems I've lost it?
You're always alone even when I come by your side
Spare a minute for the hear say but no change for your thoughts?
What about that other guy from pronouns and blank faces?
I see the time you spent with inertia his face shows clearly
Even with the reflection I never figured that he would be me
Odd that when all I've traded is my values my sincerity still chooses to lay with you
Guess I'm missing a reason for you to need me.
Oh dear, please.