The Ugly Truth

I am too young to say I love you

I don’t even know the meaning

I have never felt this

And it won’t happen too soon

I am too imature to say I need you

I think I can handle all this on my own

I think life is easy

I think that everythink it’s in colors

I am too full of myself to say I miss you

I think I can be alright on my own

I think that music is all I need

I am too naïve to admit that I’ve lost you

I think you’ll be mine forever

I think that I always get the best of it

Even tough  , I don’t

I am too hypocritical to admit that I had you

Because , in the end i’ve lost you

And admiting something true it’s hard

And it’s not for anyone , surely not for me

I am too childish to tell you I don’t want you anymore

Because I don’t know how to say what I feel and think

Without someone getting hurt

Really hurt...

I am too selfish to push you away

Because I know I still need you in a way or another

Even if you’re not that guy from the movies

Who come to apologise for something that they didn’t do

With a teddy bear and a big paper on which is written : I love you

I am too confused to make a choice

And decide what it’s good and bad

I can’t see the ones who love me

I  see those who hurt me most

And still have feelings for them

I am too lost in this world to find a path

On which I can walk safely

Without getting hurt

Or loosing my way

I am too blind to see that you still love me

But , in some way , I don’t really care

Because I can’t feel anything

But in another way I care

Because I know I don’t diserve it

I am too fake to admit that I am wrong

Because I always see the good part of the story

And I try to ignore the bad one

Even tough it hurts people around me

I am the most complicated girl you have ever met and it’s better for you to stay away from me ‘cause all I do is hurt people , without even noticing…yes I accept my life as it is…yes I think it is beautiful…yes I know some things are not worthed and I know that I shouldn’t feel like this and I know that all of you think: Oh well…she is just another suffering teenager…Well yes maybe I am , but I don’t want to be that ordinary angry teenager , but sometimes I just can’t help it…

I had this on my mind all day  , and I felt like I should get rid of  it..