Maybe deep down I over extend myself
For people who don’t make me feel whole
Because I know they could never give it to me
But then why do I always feel so unhappy?
Why are they never living up to these small standards?
I put my heart into everything I do, yet you can’t even give me the bare minimum
Are my standards to high?
Or am I genuinely not worth it?
A small text, a good morning
But you won’t even commit and that’s fine I get it
But at some point I hope you remember me
And know what makes me happy