Confused Thoughts

You use me and expect me not to get mad
and when things go your way, expect me to be glad,
yet you don't expect to be around when I'm sad.
I guess your expectations are more important than mine.

You tell me the worst is over now,
but I watch the world go up in flames.
People fight a war abroad, while I fight the war within
and there is nowhere to hide, nobody to blame.

I guess its sad when the only time I found myself,
is when I was in someone else's arms.
I dont hate myself for giving my heart to her
because the closer I was to her, the further I felt from harm.

You tell me its brighter on the other side
but I feel comfortable where I stand.
In a little place between happiness and regret
I think I'm learning more about who I am.

So I'll go on trying to improve myself in the ways I can,
always changing to try and impress others, I guess its how its supposed to be
It seems like I still haven't done enough to find the right person,
or maybe you just havent found the smarts, to wanna be with me.