C-L-S

The outlook you have is the reflection you will see.

We live in a world we will never satisfy;

bending and breaking til the day we die;

just to seem worthy in societies eyes.

I hate that I am only loved when you feel like it,

like I'm lovable but only when there is nothing better,

you miss me but you just miss having me as an option,

you wish I was there but only when nobody else is free. 

I care too much.

Doesn't sound possible right?

It is,

It definitely is,

and you'd wonder how that would be a problem right?