I can't help being me

As i c tear form in their eyes
i finally know why they hide their cries
as they tell me whats wrong
and its all my fault
i cant help being me
I'm sorry i talk
and I'm sorry i flirt
but i cant help it so let me be

i know for the last 3 weeks in a row
i hate being hated
cause i already am by many
am i to friendly for you
cause I'm not going to change me
just to suit Ur needs

you guys r my best friends
the two i live for
when u guys r mad at me
u burn up my core
i cant stand it any more

i thought u knew me
the way i think and act
but after i read Ur poem
i realize u don't
u don't know me at all
you don't know the basics
i thought u were my best friend
the one i drew blood for

but more cuts today
on top of the 11 open
all because of ppl
i thought they knew and loved
my once best friends