The Indecisive Pretender

You’re not who you say you are... I see it in your eyes at night when you change from dark to light. I see it when we fight, when you care to make my heart feel so tight. At first sight I can’t decide if I want to want you because you’re not who you say you are or if I can live with me without you.

I am me no doubts about it. Un-hollow and warm: through and through. Being near you I feel like me, just ten million times better, like you fuel my super powers.
I want you to want me too. I’m tired of hoping you’d show me you. Let’s put our fears aside. Maybe we should slow things down and go up town to play with a circus clown without a frown as I wear a curious crown... my eyes are brown and I like the sound of your smile when you’re you through and through.
It sort of still feels bitter-sweet: one goal down ten million still lying around... but I could care less about them all scattered round and strewn on the dirty ground… because “all you need is love” and if it’s meant to be... it will be. It all comes to play at the right time.
The tears I’d shed were not for you, but for the life you’d said I would never call my own. Because you’re not who I say you are...