HONESTY.

I want everybody to look at me

I want everybody wanting to be me

I want everybody admiring me

I want everybody saying I am the best damn thing

Evrything that i feel for you I want to be

Every word that comes from your mouth seems like wisdom to me

How can a person be like this

How can somebody have such a power over me

Over my thoughts, over my actions, over my will

How can this be love?

There’s nothing good to it

I´ve completely forgot about myself

‘cause you’re like a god to me

unvoluntarely worshipping every part of your being

And not even complaining about it

About the consequences, about the lack of self-respect, whatever you want to hear

It’s true Im down on your knees