I am really sorry,
To ever make you worry.
I know it's my fault.
All the pain you had to dealt
No one should have to felt.
Even till the end,
A hand, I couldn't lend.
How could I ever help
Voice our your problem
I will listen without boredom.
Oh right, I'm the issue,
What can I do?
I could never do enough
Even when your times are rough.
I was utterly useless,
My capabilities all hopeless
My efforts all futile.
But I need your time, just awhile.
Clear things up and tell me
All the things that happened,
Everything you had a problem
Anything you couldn't find a solution
Something I could be of help to you.
Right now,
I understand it so well, I'm the one who should be leaving.
I'm being too much of a hassle.
In the end, I'm still really sorry,
For what I've done.