Don't we all?

And I try so hard,
To be who you want me to be,
I'm always playing the card,
Always climbing the tree,
Up to the highest branch,
Where I know you look up to.

But you don't.
You don't look to where I am,
And i constantly contradict myself
Thinking...
Why doesn't he look this way?
Why doesn't he say,
what he wants to...?
And then I tell myself that it doesn't matter,
That what he thinks isn't on the platter,
Of things i'm going to care about.

I lie to myself,
Trying to convince myself,
That I dont' care.
But don't we all?