This Is Us.

The few things I love about myself,
Are the only things I hate.
It's so confusing, and so painful,
Just to be this lost in myself.

I can't look into the mirror,
And see my eyes reflecting,
'cause when I'm looking at me,
I'm only seeing you.

I do everything I do to the best I can,
'cause passion controls every fibre,
But when it comes down to it,
I really wish it didn't.

You were once my hero,
My reason for being me,
And now it's fading away.
And I just can't take it.

This is you,
This is me,
This is us,
From now to then.

There was happiness,
And too much pain.
Everyday that passes just reminds me,
That it won't ever be the same.

I own your eyes to my pleasure and dismay.
Your heart beats within my chest,
A feeling I have becomine comfortable with,
But it's something I can't stand.

Your blood is my blood,
And sometimes I wish it wasn't.
This is you, and this is me.
This is us.

Your wrongs are mine,
And my rights are yours.
I won't ever be free,
And neither will you.

Can you handle that responsibility?
Will you finally realize the truth?
I may be you in every aspect,
But I so dream to turn out differently.