blinded

it meant so much when they mistrusted me,
i felt like my voice never mattered to them
i proved them wrong cause i knew they were,
im everything she has never been!

i was doing fine, starting to see right,
but then this girl comes up to my life
she welcomes me with an unpleasant surprise,
a surprise of love,so irrational but great.

we were so happy together, with smiles and laughs,
i never wanted to let go,
it was amazing, i thought.
but then what about what i wanted to prove?

we did things we were never allowed to do,
things that could get us to hearing or two.
but we never felt sorry for what we did,
we did it for love, yet we were guilty indeed.

i learned to lie, and that's a shame,
i guess i no lnger deserve the trust i demanded.
this makes my everyday so sarcastic,
im no longer who they see is perfect.

to myself, im just hard, cold plastic!