you think i dont get you
but you dont get that i actually do understand you,
you make me smile as much as you make me frown, i'm not really sure how to feel about you
i wish i knew what you think sometimes,
your influences have buried the real you deep inside, i wish i could show you but you never give me a chance, i can tell you see me as you see all your other ones
and that if i went you would just forget me and move on
but if you left i would be left empty....