Self-inflicted Mental Wounds

Whenever I see you

I think about how I want you

But then I remember how I cannot have you

I remember how it is not meant to be

I don't know why exactly

Maybe it's because you're shallow

Or maybe I'm shy

It could be that you're popular

And how I'm not

It doesn't matter what reason it is

It will never happen

All I am doing is torturing myself

With my self-inflicted mental wounds

Each time I think about you

It's like driving a razor into my head

And slicing away

Leaving cuts and scars

For all to see

I can't stop though

For I am lonely

And where would I be

Without my delusions to guide me