My confusion, my weird obsession with food, my jumbled mess of a mind?

My self-righteousness, my constant distractions, that second voice in my head?

My crazy moments, my more-than-occasional need for me-time, and most importantly, trust me?

so that when all's said and done, trust and accept me for who i am?

I found a few who can keep me less than metre away. but that's as close as one could get.

 I won't kiss and tell. I've been bitten once, and am more than twice shy, but ten times the wiser now.

Can you blame me, when I don't feel like wearin' my heart on my sleeve?

But this i'll admit, I'm fighting these demons alone, and getting sick and tired of this ridiculously tough struggle, so I'm still waiting on ya..