Melt my heart to Stone

I have to stop repeating myself like a broken tune, 
Stuck in a past that never do me good, 
Running in the present that only creates more self destruction. 

Hoping of something that would never be said,
I am all for chasing pavements, 
But it has to be the real thing ad not some temporary fix, 
That deludes me into filling space with ills that would do no good.

Let me wear my heart on the sleeve with doe eyes, 
Only wants what I deserve and nothing less, 
To not give in to anyone excuses and bad intentions,
To stop making excuses for those who build me up and left me to die,
Never ever to give in to my own pretending to let him be what he never was in my mind,
Be me, and be okay with it. 

xoxo
Rollo T