Why do I confuse myself?
Why do I let myself think so high?
Why should I believe the lies?
Why am I so distant from love?

What possesses me to believe that love for me exists?
What makes me think that true love is feasible?
What makes me still believe the love stories?
What possesses my thoughts to think non-believably?

How could someone fall so deep into love for me?
How can a boy see through the mask I wear?
How can I truly believe I'm worth the affection?
How could a boy love me for who I am?

When will love come and sweep me off my feet?
When will true love show his face?
When will this nightmare wear off?
When will my quest be done?

Who will take me as I truly am?
Who will help me shine?
Who will be the one to steal my heart?
Who will save me before it's too late?