Sometimes I find myself running from love,
I want to push anyone away who tries.. because honestly, I'd feel horrible if anyone had to deal with the fucked up mess I am. To be with me would be a chore. Maybe at first they wouldn't see it; maybe they wouldn't want to. But I am nothing great, I am no prodigy of humanity. I'm just a fucked up girl with a lot of heart, no direction, and barely any stability. So for anyone who wants to try, I'll deny you, and deny you again until you finally cease. If you tell me you love me, I'll run away. I'm saving you a tremendous burden, trust me. "Please, don't love me" is all you'll hear from me. I'm better off alone. I've been so good at it, how could I stop now?
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