Never wanted

When i look in the miror ,I think Look at me He
Will never want that ,, i wounder why i even try
I wounder Why i even wish , I Wounderr Whyy
I Even dream its all a mistery,, I love him that much
its miserey,, Its a form of depresion its a for of
Indecentie ,, I Dont under stand it
I dont understand Whyy ,, Love makes you feel
like this ,, its easie you callin it a crush,,
but ive had a crush before ,, it doesn't feel like this
I don't Want this feeling Anyymore