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Just when i thought there was no man for me,
you proved to me that i knew what i was saying
you proved to me that I'll never be understood,
you proved to me that I'm not what you want
nor what another man wants
you explained to me that i cant be understood
I know i cant be changed, but you wish i was able to tweak
I'm laying here at a loss of words,
which i am a good speaker, Or I thought i was until my ex told me I suck at public speaking
So now I'll never get my words out
I feel like an idiot always being yelled at, cussed at, disappointed by my actions

I'm in my own world,
I know I'm weird, i have a weird way of going about stuff, saying stuff doing stuff
but that's just me

I like weird music, weird food, weird clothes and weird shoes
I've always thought i was a good writer until one of my professors told me i wasn't good enough
I've always thought i was a good girlfriend until my last boyfriend told me i wasn't good enough
that's fine, maybe it just wasn't meant to be, maybe I'm meant to be me alone with me
I'm starting to face my reality that i was living in a fantasy
I just want someone to accept me for me flaws and all
buh instead no one can, and im trapped in this ball
hopeless, hopeful
thinking about what I have to offer and when I will have enough

Why do I get caught up, and why do you get caught in?