Why do you live to hate me,
And Why do i fear the thought,
Why do i have to be scared,
Of being myself,
Why must i try to live my life,
Without messing up,
If you make a mistake,
Its normal,
If i make a mistake,
Its wierd,
WHy must you haunt me,
And take it to my grave,
Why must you hurt me,
And picture me as if im a slave,
Don't try to be my friend now,
Cuz all in all,
And in the end,
Your nothing but a loser,
And never could be my friend.
