When do I deserve love?
Who decides it?
I'm speechless, yet so full of words.
It hurtis so deeply to feel misunderstood, when you really try to open up.
I know it seems like I don't try some days.
But sometimes it just hurts so much that I can't do anything but breathe.
I'm scared that I can't be what you want me to be.
Happy, joyful, relaxed and full of energy.
You see, that just don't come naturally when I'm in my black hole.