I wish you were different. I suppose I could do something to change you, but I don’t want to be something I’m not. Because of you, meaning “because of me”, I sit alone on the weekends, staring at the walls of my room. It’s because of you, meaning “because of me”, that I cry every Saturday because people I know are out having a good time and I have no one.
So here’s to you.
I just don’t seem to be able to make something of myself. I’ll end up being one of those bag ladies everyone talks about but no one talks to.
Me, meaning “You”