I wanted your love to change me,and it was my own damn fault for believing thatsomeone else could do...

I wanted your love to change me,
and it was my own damn fault for believing that
someone else could do the hard work for me.
But I still hoped for it to happen,
and within that desire I can only blame myself.
I was selfish by putting my troubles
before yours. Selfish by waiting for you
to ask me if I were okay rather than
asking you if you ever were.
I have no one to point this tired finger at
but the person looking back at me
in the mirror, and I am sorry 
that I convinced myself that it was
your reflection that I could only see.