I don'tknow why you hurt me.
And it's ashamed that it took me so long to see.
You don't encourage me to be who i want to be.
And these thoughts constantly haunt me.
I don't know why i try to lean on you.
When all you do is move.
For me to fall on my behind.
But even though all this goes on in my head
And it would probably remain there until I'm dead.
I don't know why i feel this way.
But what i do know is that i LOVED you.
As in pas-tens.
And finally i have found some common sense.
I don't know why you did me that way.
And now i have absolutely nothing to say.
My heart has been broken so many times.
And why it has is ..........
What i don't know.