Fraud

I'm waiting for the day you see how unlovable I am

I'm waiting for you to evaluate me and your feelings, decide that I'm not good enough for you and leave

I'm waiting for you to realize that I'm not worth the headaches, mood swings, heartache, slient nights and unanswered questions

How could you love me but still not see all of me

I'm certain that if you did, see all of me, you'd run for the hills screaming

If only I could run away from me too