I don’t think I’ll ever find someone honest enough for me
And every night spent trying to manipulate a genuine feeling
Makes me lower my standards that much more
Im slowly chipping away at the statue I’ve built
Until its nothing but a pile of rocks in the shape of a heart
Yearning to be broken again
Anyone is a possibility
And I know this isn’t the way its supposed to be
I’ve always known formulation is the enemy
But the longing for human contact is stronger than my morals
And settling doesn’t seem as bad as I once presumed it to be
You may say I am too young to be jaded
I say I am smart enough to know that dreams don’t come true
And I want to be young and in love so bad
I’ll settle for being young and not alone
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