The Woes of a Man, a Young Man

It's hard to sit and listen to the one you love talk about someone they love... and it's not you. It's hard to be a good friend to someone you wish were more. You wish you were more than that friend they see you as. It's hard to see their words about the one they desire typed out on a screen, you desire it was you they were describing. It's hard to NOT cry when you think of how bad you want him how bad he wants another him and that other him isn't you. It's hard to NOT love him When you've know him for so long And although he knew you for so long He'd rather fall for someone he'd just met. It's hard to NOT think about the love, the bitter-sweet tears Yes, he caused those tears but you still love him. It's hard to forget him It's easy to remember Yes, don't you remember How you loved him so? It's hard to be that man who likes his same kind Who's reject by human-kind For an instinct he cannot help. It's hard to do a lot of things Some things are hard to do But one thing that is easy to do is loving you.