I wish that all my weaknesses could be hidden. I grew a flower that can't be bloomed in a dream that can't come true. I even became quite unsure of who I was, try yelling in the mirror "who the hell are you?!"
I love you so bad, mold a pretty perfect lie for you. Love it's so mad, tried to erase myself and make me your doll. Look at me, even I gave up on myself. Now not even you know who I am nor can you understand me. You say that I'm unfamiliar but still not changed into the one that you used to like. You "loved" me? No you didn't, love is all fake.. For you I could pretend I was happy when I was breaking down into tears. For you I could put on a mask so that you couldn't see what I was going through. For you I could pretend I'm strong when I am weak. I wish our old love was as perfect as the love in those fairytales. I wish all my flaws didn't exist. The flower that I had tried to bloom in a dream that wouldn't come true was you