What You Want Me To Be

I can't keep pretending to be what you want me to be,

I can't keep pretending that I see things how you want me to see,

Them so happily and carefree,

Cause all those feelings just aren't me.

I've got a dark, deep soul,

Which cannot be satisfied,

It's like a hollow hole,

And although emotions pile up inside,

I can't feel.

I can't breathe.

I'm not going to be what you want me to be.

No, I'm not going to be what you want me to be...

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this one because of him and the way he always tries to make me be more than I am. He doesn't seem to understand that I'm not him. He sees us as the same being. We're not. I'm never going to be him. I'm dark. I'm insecure. I'm the less independant version of him.

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