I go mad at her
And I accuse her
Yet I look at myself
And I think about myself
And I see
And I know
Why she would want someone else
Why she would seek someone else.
Yet this doesn't make it easier to accept
It doesn't make it hurt less
It just kills me
And makes me wish I was gone
It makes me want to close my eyes
And for them to never again open
She knows, and I know I'm broken.
I know my mind is weak
And my puny body is not her ideal of a man
I know I'm not what a man should be
When she looks at me there is nothing to see.
I know I'm not manly or strong
I know everything about me is wrong
But my love for her is powerful and infinite
But it's still not the man she needs is it.
