I could fall in love with anyone who is nice to me for the night

But what comes the next day?

My lack of self esteem,

My lack of standards,

will keep me spinning round and round until I’m disoriented

I put you on my pedestal

Just so you’re big enough to knock me down

Mimicking the things I know

Contorting like I was raised to

On edge, waiting for you to cross my boundaries

All in the name of a little bit of attention to fill my empty spaces