Both are just proving
how selfish I can be.
One is you can't be happy with me.
I promise, you won't.
I'm not that fated, destined some kind of prince
Everyone is praising me for.
I have my flaws.
These are not just any simple ones.
They are red flags.
You won't be happy with me.
And I'd rather see you are
Than not.
I am not some sort of great person who'd
give up his life nor the world for you.
I'm not that great.
Believe you me,
you'll just be disappointed as I am with myself.
So be happy,
I'll root for you with someone else
just not me.
I know,
the way I see it is just too much
of a grandeur when in truth it's cowardice.
But believe what you have to believe,
Just hear me out and I hope, without
even changing your mind, not me.
Oh! And the other reason is
not something delusional nor poetic.
It's quite simple, I'm dying.
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