We

Stand still,Look pretty

But people have problems that are worse than mine
I don't want you to think I'm complaining all the time
And I hate the way you look at me I have to say
I wish I could start over

I am slowly falling apart
I wish you'd take a walk in my shoes for a start
You might think it's easy being me
You just stand still, look pretty


...And then it hits me and I can't
Even believe this is my life

Everyday I try my best to think that being in this position is not a curse but a blessing.I don't want to end up hating you for the rest my life.Especially when you made me your own.Please don't make me leave you because I really don't want to.But it seems like that is what you want me to do.It hurts to love you sometimes that it bleeds right through my soul.I don't want to snap one day and question "Am I a big Mistake?"