It's not that I don't feel

It's just that I can't write it
You wished me to be real
And then you go and fight it
You say I play the game
A bit too well for a first-timer
I should feel ashamed
But I guess it only gets me higher

I tried my best to be enough
But I guess it's just too hard to deal
With all these things, it's just too tough
Too warm
Too cold
And never enough

You wished me as an angel or
ןA princess - so na
ve and sweet
You saw me broken on the floor
Alive but with no pulse or beat
So now you see I'm red inside
Sorry, even angels fall
No royal blood, only my pride
And a the taste of the sweetest pain of all