i'm never going to be
enough for you,
am i?
for your standards
that float sky high
when a pair of eyes are
trained on your own
and it should be me that
you are looking at.
it maddens me
when you whisper your
love in my ears
and then act like it
never happened...
you should win an oscar.
and i don't know when
the next time will be
when you smile at my face
because it's wiped away
the moment someone
is around.
in the blink of an eye,
everything changes
nothing has happened
between us
and your love is like a fire
watered out.
so it's never going to be good enough,
is it?
i'll never reach those standards,
will i?
and in the end,
when all's said and done,
i'm not perfect,
am i?