I chose popularity
I chose fame
I chose friends

More like 'fake friends'

I chose all that over you
Because I was afraid
Of what exactly?

Afraid to lose it all
the, fame, the friends, the popularity

Afraid of obscurity
Afraid of 'friends' opinions
Afraid of being the outcast

I regret it all
I'm sorry

For desiring the worldly riches
Over my one true love

For making you suffer
Instead of swallowing my pride

For every tear
For every bruise
For every scream

I'm sorry, Belle
For not choosing you

It wasn't worth it...
None of it was