I don't pretend to be something i'm not
This is me, it's all ive got.
Don't try to turn me with your words,
said in spite and used to hurt.
I came to you as i am,
it's how it was and you were glad.
You showed me love and made me see,
how different everything could be.
Now you moan and criticise,
who is the man behind your eyes?
You changed along the road somewhere
and now you seem like you don't care.
What did i do? Where did i go wrong?
Or was this it all along?
Is it me or really you?
Why do you do the things you do?
My questions never see the truth,
always pushed aside by you.
You walk away when things get tough,
nothing seems to be enough.
I try to make it all come good
even when i don't think i should.
Accept the blame and raise your hand.
Perhaps now we can try to stand.
How can i fix this broken home?
Or was i meant to be alone?