Suffering

I am the almost that never was,
It's hard for me to love myself because,
Everything that I feel seems fake,
As if I'm living hereby mistake.

As I sit in the backseat of the car,
I realize how you really are,
A 13 yearlong epiphany,
It took me so long to finally see.

Caring, deep down,
But your face wears a frown,
We both yell and cry,
If I could leave I would: just fly.

But you know, I'd never run away,
After all, I'd have nowhere to stay,
So I'll be here waiting it through,
Suffering through my life with you.