Impossible

I'm fucking impossible

people depend on me
let me put that simply
plain
clear
out in the open
let me say to you
I need my space

but only from some

the ones I love
and the ones I can't stand
have seperate places
in my heart
in my soul
in my mind
in my hand
I can't control anything you do
that makes me tweak
that makes me love you
even though you suck

but I can't ever say that
because I care too much
about each and every one of you
and what you do
and how you feel
and how you live
and where you go
and who you love
and why you care

and I know about all of you
and how you kill yourself slowly
(without anyone knowing)
and how you pretend to care
(about me, about him, about her, about them)
and how you're impossible
(just as impossible as I am)

and I can't depend on you any longer
because everything just seems
like one big lie lately
and to be quite frank
I don't give much of a damn anymore

I'm fucking impossible