he convinced me I could never be loved….
and it killed me to live a life only he dreamed of….
you can have the whole world love you…
and it won’t mean a thing…
because if you can’t love the person in the mirror….
you’re a caged bird, fear stealing your voice to sing…
and I just want to love me….
but it’s hard to love someone who they left….
losing my own life to an invisible kind of theft….
and I just want you to love me…
but all this time….
I was screaming….
Why can’t I love me?
