Am I painful
do I speak so bitterly
quarrel needlessly--
why?
Can you tell me?

Am I imperfect
too human
hold such villainous emotion--
why?
When you're so perfect?

Am I to blame
for every wrong between us
I can only do wickedness--
why?
What good have I done?

Am I so evil
so daft and base as I seem
such a scourge--
why?
Is this all I can be?

Am I lost
to my own cruelty
and the storm of my own tears--
why?
Can I never overcome?

and alas, Am I so meager
as I like to believe
to be left behind--
why?
Were you not my savior
like you said--
why?
Can't I believe you--
why?
Does it go on like this?
Why?
why...?