Dear Friend, It's been a long time since we last talked I just wanted you to know I'm trying Did you hear that? I'm trying I'm trying so hard you lousy ***** I'm trying because you told me I wasn't But you've probably forgotten that, haven't you? But friend, you'll never know how those words felt Like ice and salt pressed to my skin until they left a scar A scar that always screams to me I'm not trying hard enough Because I always wanted to be good enough for you I always wanted to be perfect enough for you I always wanted to be enough For you But writing this letter I realize I never will be Because you probably won't even read this Maybe if I wrote this in my own ******* blood would you pay attention Because then you'd know it's from the heart But no, you'll just continue to talk about yourself Your problems Your life You, you, you, you, you But that's not good enough And maybe I'm not the one not trying hard enough Maybe it's you Maybe you're not trying hard enough to be a decent person Now the tables have turned So I'll say it one last time Dear Friend, I now wonder what those 6 little letters mean when I write them down on paper Is it possible I'm not trying hard enough to understand them?