Back to my POV:
Of course I know I'm causing stress
I know it's a lie: "You are the best!"
But you were causing stress for me
Still, I was excited for your company
I'm dealing with an inner war
And hiding it has been a chore
But I would've hidden it longer for you
I would've stayed silent and blue
But no, you said my inner war was wrong
That since I was weak, you'd be long gone
I guess for you, it's better to be alone to look "strong"
And when you say it's stressful
What do you even mean?
Because when I say its stressful
It means I don't want to be seen
And noticed at the same time
But for you, what is stress?
It's it knowing you're lying all the time?
That you're saying I'm more when you think I'm less?
For me it's dreams of rejection and despair
It's dreams that it's lies, and you don't care
This war in my head turned into a nightmare
