I pigeonhole myself in these roles
Forcing circles into square holes
Pursuing hearts that are unspeakable
Clinging onto the unfeasible

Contorting to fit their mold
Yearning to be worthy enough to hold
Breaking every bone in my body
In hopes that they’ll find value in me

Unable to unshackle myself from this pattern
Unable to stop riding the rings of Saturn
Swallowing air without oxygen, repressing heartburn
While assuring them that there’s no cause for concern

Tell me once more “You’re dispensable” 
Addicted to the emotionally unavailable
Feasting on concepts of unworthiness; so delectable
There’s nothing like a fate that is predictable

My mind screams at me to be more realistic
To cease walking down a path so sadistic
Another failed romance, another statistic
I fear my heart has become Nihilistic

I keep giving my heart to the unrequited
Pouring my soul into a love that is one-sided
Latching onto the musings of the undecided
Reciprocated love has me frightened