I spend all my time....all my precious time....trying to impress you.
Every single thing i do, it's for you...but i guess you don't see it.
You'll never think im perfect....i'll always just be the third.
Just a mistake, something that didn't grow into what you planned...what if i turn around, turn away from what makes me happy. What makes me feel like something better, turn away from my best friend...everything.
What if i did that? Would i be perfect then?
Im turning my back and flipping my smile upside down....i'll push away the little of love that i had for anyone...especially you. I'll turn away from it all just for a bit...so i don't here your words that hurt me the words you beat me with...Sorry i couldn't be perfect but im trying now arent i?
Now...i'd like to see you turn around, do you see what i did....i outsmarted you i gripped onto what i wanted then threw back into your face. Because what i have that makes me happy is more important, although i'll be back for a new place....ill be gone for now...but now let me ask you this father...
~Am i perfect now?~
