I'm sorry

I hate the feeling of being alone,
Sick and overaly depressed.
I hate the feeling of being without you,
I just need to give things a rest.

Why can't you see that I love you,
Why can't you try to understand.
Why won't you be here,
Why does it feel like this has been planned?

Why do you love to torture me,
To see me cry in pain?
Why do you love to watch me go crazy,
To watch me go insane?

Why don't you love me,
Why don't feel the same?
Why don't you just call me,
Why do you fill all my hopes up with shame?

I'm sorry that I'm not perfect,
That I can't give you what you want.
I'm sorry that I'm not like all the other girls,
And don't flaunt.

I'm sorry....

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