I cannot be expected to love the life I rejected,
For when I look into your eyes
Something makes me suffer deep inside.

Could it be my insecurity,
Or is it that I want to give to you
So much that you don't need me too?

I tried so hard and for so long I would cry,
Pleading with the skies.
You never really pushed me away,
I can only look down at my shoes and say
What the fuck have I done to you?

Do I need to be loved so much?
That I kind of lose the caring touch
In the race for lifes buzz.

It seems now that it is always me to blame
For the constant sub-humilition
That drives me to dwell in hurt again.