The Hurtful Things I Tell Myself.

The hurtful things I tell myself.
Why does it hurt me so?
I kill myself over your love,
But my pain you will never know.

The hurtful things I tell myself,
I repeat them like a charm.
They tell me why I'm not good enough,
Just words, they can't do me any harm.

I'm not the one you need or want,
And no matter how much I want to be I can't.
And though I say them everyday,
I desperately wish they weren't true.
But the worst of the hurtful things I tell myself is,
That I'm not good enough for you.

You don't see me even when I look at you,
I don't know what I am to you.
I could probably find out if I wanted to,
But no, I'm too scared of being the fool.

I look around everyday and wonder,
If there was someone else,
If you could do better.

I'm not the one you need or want,
And no matter how much I want to be I can't.
And though I say them everyday,
I desperately wish they weren't true.
But the worst of the hurtful things I tell myself is,
That I'm not good enough for you. (x2)

Why do I say this to myself?
Why do I break my heart?
Forget about everything else,
I need to free myself,
From the hurtful things I tell myself.