Used and Confused

I’m tired of waiting, waiting for you to see how special I really am. I’m tired of being last, I’m tired of caring and not getting the same care, I don’t want to be second or third or whatever number I may be in your life, if you don’t care for me as I care for you then let me go. Don’t hold me here, promising me things and breaking them over and over; don’t make me believe in you only to be lied to. Set me free, I’m tired of being the one who sits here in case you lose someone else, the shoulder you cry on, then the one you leave when someone new comes along. You won’t hold me but you won’t let me go either, you keep me in a cage for your own benefit. I don’t understand why I’m not good enough, or why I’m not enough for you. I’m confused, and wish I knew what was wrong with me… I wish I understood the reasons of why you treat me so, but alas I doubt I’ll ever know.
So here’s something you should listen to, I’m special, maybe not for you but for someone else, I’m good enough for others even if I may not be for you, they care for me when you do not. I’m escaping your lies, and setting myself free, I’m turnin’ myself loose, I’m escaping this cage you’ve put me in, so goodbye and good luck. Don’t try to catch me, don’t try to stop me, I’m leaving because I deserve better than this and you.