Love is confusing

Sometimes I feel alone
Than I keep dancing on my own
Because love is confusing
It's all just an illusion

I thought I was be loving
But he didn't love me
I'm always busy with proving
Proving myself, but everytime I'm losing

The guys pretending themselves as the gentleman
The perfect man, a woman want
They pretending that they are the oxygen
But all they are, are liers.

Esmee