Don't Make Me

Don't make me be someone I'm not.

I don't want to regret making you happy…

It would make me miserable.

Don't make me envy someone else

Just because they may be thought of as 'perfect'.

I don't think I'd want to be perfect anyways…

It'd be too much work.

I don't want us to fight and then say things we'd regret.

It's impossible to forget it,

But it's also impossible to have something good

Without anything bad.

Why do you make me think about where you are

And why you're mad?

It consumes the time I have for myself,

For my friends.

Why do I make you think I'd go through so much

And get nothing?

It's not true. If it were I'd be pathetic.

I don't want to be another notch in your book,

Another phone number waiting to be dialed-

Because it never would be.

Don't make me stand here and keep thinking about this.

I'm forgetting it.

I don't want to make you believe I still care.