Bet blasted or go home

I could make me happy, but in the end, it'll end me up in misery. Knowing i'm not your one and only. I'm simply me. Some people like to be fake, i choose to be the other kind. I'm not me when i'm around him, i'm who he made me to be. And the real me just wants to disapear, don't try changing me. Because i won't tollerate your bullshit. I am who i am, if that's not enough for you, nothing is.