Conceited
I look to good to be wearing that.
I look to good to be having kids.
I look to good to be getting rough.
I look to good to just settle for less than i'm worth.
I look to good to just holla at anyone.
To give my love away to someone who doesn't deserve it.
I look to good to stay in an abusive relationship.
I look to good to be nervous when i'm near you.
But I am and it scares me.
When it comes to you and me my confidence goes so low it's crazy.
Maybe it's because your a mystery.
I look into your eyes and I can't read them.
Maybe it's because your opinion matters most.
Your words could break me and because of that i'm so fragile.
I look to good to be doubting myself.
But when I get around you I doubt everything.
Being in love is making me less concieted and more real.
I'm not concieted just confident but around you I have no idea what I am.
Concieted not even.
I run in the dirt and put on unironed jeans.
My image is whatever I want it to be.
I am a modest person who doesn't fish for compliments.
Sometimes i'm insecure.
Sometimes I think you don't notice or care.
But that's just me being myself.
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