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Sometime I wonder why I do
Stupid things to be close to you
Ya, I get 10 minutes of fame
But an entire day worth of shame
Why must I strive to impress?
Because every time, of myself I think less
I could be so great without you here
But still I keep you so near
You make me feel wanted
But is it worth it to always be flaunted?
I am so very confused.
Yet I can clearly see that I am being used
Why do I need you by my side?
Is it because of my stupid pride?
I don?t know what makes me more scared
To be alone or to be free
You have complete control of me!