• Love is a power that controls my body,
    an aching need that eats at my soul
    a pain in my chest when I see him with another
    anger at myself when I fail to ask him out

    He tightens his grip when I try to let go
    Suffocating me in endless despair
    I wait for him to say it
    those three small words
    to say that he loves me and everythings ok

    I set myself up for disappointment
    it happens everyday
    everytime I think he'll say it he turns and walks away
    with a broken heart and tears in my eyes
    I go along with my day

    Maybe I'm not good enough
    not pretty or cool
    an ugly blotch on society
    where everyone turns and walks away


    I sat under the summer sky
    thinking about what was wrong with me
    when I realized there was nothing wrong with me

    I am smart, beautiful and kind
    with other qualities inside
    I am always myself no matter what
    If he cant accept me the way I am
    then he is not worth my time of day

    I think of him now quite easily
    no longer do I long for him
    and no longer does he have control over me
    When I let go I began to see so much more
    I finally found the one who loves me as I am
    I am free