had to be yours.

it's an amazing feeling,

how to be in a crowd yet still be alone.

no sarcasm,

just my weirdest self.

perhaps to protect myself from it all.

there are little times,

when i let some in.

too bad it's always the too good to be trues,

that i again and again,

let myself down.

it's an indescribable feeling,

to be ashamed towards yourself.

that with so much ease,

i let myself break like that.

completely bare and hopeless.

maybe i shouldnt leave my ego at the door,

perhaps it's what it takes to survive.

in this very cruel and twisted jungle,

i am just a little naive creature.

who still believes in wonderland.

i might need a few more punches,

to completely get that:

nothing good comes easy.

sucks to be me,

but at least i'm real.

my pride,

my heart,

my all.

had to be yours,
and yours mine.