• Is it me?
    When you bite your lip and your heart pounds- is it me you think of?
    When your tear stained cheeks hide behind you knees- is it me you think of?
    When your blood boils and your fists clench- is it me you think of?

    When you look at your life- is it me you blame?
    When you're alone- is it me you blame?
    When your emotions become complex and your stomach flips- is it me you blame?

    Is it me?
    Sometimes i wish it to be...
    The simple pleasure of knowing your thinking of me.

    But when you regret things in your lfe- don't let it be me.
    But when you wish to hurt and hit- don't let it be me.

    Then when you wish to forgive and love again- Let it be me...