I'm sorry I'm not perfect

Do you ever wonder why we do what we do?
What we MAKE ourselves go through?
I've abused myself to the last bruise,
It's the last time I have to lose.
Some days all I really want is to die,
Especially the days when I can't figure out why.
You told me all those things that were a lie,
So now I'll sit alone in my room and just cry.
Cry for all those times you made me happy,
Cry for all those times you made me smile,
Cry for all those times you made me so confused,
Cry for all those times you weren't there for me when I really needed you,
Cry for the last time.
Make up your mind,
I know you're kind.
Always full of lines and lies,
And then there's me full of whys.
Maybe you can set me straight,
Give me a reason, don't make me wait.
Your answer will break my heart either way,
No matter what you try and say.
After the good and sad,
I'm the one who ends up mad.
I wish I could drive far away,
Find somewhere more peaceful to stay.
Only return when all drama is gone,
When everything stops going wrong.
I'm feeling trapped in this hell,
Where I'll go I'll never tell.
Find a place where I can start anew,
Somewhere that no one knows you.
I wish everyone could just communicate,
Then there would be so much less hate.
I know it's hard, I struggle with it too.
But I know things would be better if I just told you.
I am sick of always being replaced,
everything now becoming a waste.
all the games people play,
always being treated this way.
I am sick of the world and its stupid lies,
the people I love, being the ones I despise.
always being upset,
my eyes always being wet.
the way I let you make me feel,
because I really thought true love was real.
I wish everything would be a little easier,
Got to stop worrying about everyone else to just be happy.
Maybe its just that I care too much.
I think about others before I just do something.
But I don't want to be selfish,
I really just need someone to love and to love me.
It's like there's a hole that needs to be filled,
And there's no one able to fix it.
Is it my fault?
I'm sorry I'm not perfect,
And I'm sorry i'm not pretty or skinny,
I'm just me,
Shouldn't I be loved for just that?
Why can't I just be myself and be happy?
I'm tired of having to be alone.
I'd just like someone to talk on the phone.
I need the affection from someone I love.
I need an angel sent from above.
Not something that's just fun and kissing,
That'd even be nice but there's still something missing.
I try not to worry, cause I know they will come.
But for some reason I'm in a hurry, to find that special someone.

-It's kinda long. But thanks for reading anyway.-