I'm falling hard and trying not to show,
How can you not see,
That I want you to be my beaux,
And these feelings wont set me free.
Your blinded by your needs,
Don't want anything serious
but only for you my heart bleeds,
you make me delirious.
Now I know you've been hurt before,
and I know you can't trust,
but I want you to be adored,
Not just follow the lust.
Look me in to eyes,
and tell me the truth,
Is it me you don't want,
or because of our youth?