My heart doesn't know what it wants.
or maybe that's just your heart.

You make something so beautiful and simple
seem so disgusting.

I just want to be content (again).
You make me feel wild yet barren.

I have immeasurable worth.
I am strong.
I am not alone.

Although,

My exterior is rough.
My past is troublesome.
My present is dim.

but still,

I am worth so much more than the games you are playing.