I seek the love I hope to be true
Or rather, I sought it before.
I used to think I was empty or just a half
I used to think I needed more.
Someone wanted to give me the world
But I only wanted him to be real and true
Extravagance was not what I wanted or needed
And so his heart I made blue.
I do not regret being alone, going solo
I’ve long accepted my complexities
I know it’s hard to love me
And they can only hold so much capacities.