Pin's and Needles...

Never understood how he could mean so little to so many...Why does he mean everything to me? Is it worth the pain, with no one to blame? For all of my insecurities questioning his good intentions. Jealousy's a bad invention because when you push on glass it's bound to break. Even when he was defensive, It just gave me more incentive...The more you squeeze, the more it slips away. I've never walked so far on a lonely street with no one there for me. Is it worth the pain? Accept this confession! ...I'm walking on pins and needles...You're not my possession! ...I'm walking on pins and needles...My conscience is vicious! ...I'm walking on pins and needles...It took too long to see that i'm in misery...And now it's clear to me that it's worth the pain, always take the blame for all your own insecurities.....