History repeats itself
I can never be close to you
It has not happened once but your the fifth time around
Its a pattern
That cannot be changed
Its a disorder
Borderline apparently
Competition arises, jealously stirs tension
Criticism bubbles up anger
Irrational decisions are taken
Just to prove a point
I will try to disappoint you all the time if I can
And make you less important
I will love you at certain times
But most of the time I dont
Fix me
I need a doctor
Its nothing serious
But its something I have to work it out
After all these years blaming the other person
Finally I realize
Its me
The root of the problem
XOXO
ps: where are you?
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