maybe that’s you?

you know, i’m my biggest critic or maybe that you i don’t know specifics but i know that i’d do anything that you asked me to i’m not really my own person i’m almost fully yours well i’m not really sure because i don’t recognize me i’m just who you want me to be and i did that willingly but i’m tired and i haven’t felt inspired i’m so many weeks and the worst part is that it not because of me i hate that you have an effect on anything that i do that i think what i knew when i blink i hate that you control everything that should be mine and i lied so many times every time i said i was fine but i tried and got stuck again… and i don’t even want to be my friend and it’s fairly clear that you won’t and i’ll end up alone which i’m secretly terrified of, but you can’t fight the inevitable right?