No room for me

There's no room for me in your life,
I feel scratched and itchy,
Stretched up in a suit that's too tight for me,
Not able to moove nor to breathe.


There's no room for me in your life,
I despise me for rushing back to you,
As all I get is your indifference
And sudden surges of sadness.
How could I believe this time would be different ?


Why is it so, that every time
My imagination plays me the same old tricks again.
Romance starting up in my head
Blinding me off until i'm stupid enough
To fall into the same trap all over again.

There's no room for me in your life,
But I truly don't care
As mine is stuffed up with my urges and desires
With the good tricks my imagination knows to play
I just have to remember how.


There's no room for me in your life,
But a life like yours disgusts me.
How can one be so self-sufficient? 
I'd rather be with myself then,
Choosing dreams over reality.