I loathe you Even moreso, I loathe that I loathe you Love is what you need, love from me Why can't I give you that which you seek? Just a little love would help you climb that peak I know your heart is well-meaning I know your past is behind you I know those chains were broken and that little love- That little bit of love would let you leave them behind. So why is it that I can't love you? Why do I have trouble forgiving you? God forgave you as He forgives me So why do I wish for you to suffer? I look upon you every day and see your eyes filled with pain Upon that fallen countenance, I gaze with great disdain I see you're trying and I'm cheering But even as I cheer, I know I hold you back There's one final question I must ask of thee I ask it every day, and I know I'll ask it again before you die... ...why must you be me?