Why am I so unlovable?
Why can't I find happiness?
No matter what I do everyone leaves,
I just want someone to mean it when they say they love me
What makes me unlovable?
Why do people take advantage of the care I give
I feel useless and worthless, I just want to give up so badly
Why can't I find happiness? What else do I need to do to find love
My days are getting darker
I feel lost and confused, I am struggling again and it's getting harder to keep a smile on my face.
With everything that has been going on its getting too much to handle, I wish I could have seen you one last time.
Told you I loved you one last time
I feel lost and I don't know what to do anymore
94 days ago I wrote a goodbye letter
94 days ago I nearly ended it all
The heartache I was in the tears I cried felt like a hole I couldn't get out,
94 days later I'm still here
I have changed as a person,
I'm in a better place now, I fighted through my darkest night.
I admited to my friends and they showed me care that I never thought I would see.
94 days ago opened my eyes to see the truth.
I'm glad I failed 94 days ago
I have that letter still and look at it on my bad days, to remind myself I'm worth something and loved by people
We knew this would happen
It isn't any easier
Not ready to say goodbye
I hope you can stay a little longer
Not ready to see you go
But I know the fight is fading
And you're ready to fly
It doesn't make it any easier
Don't want to say goodbye
When a loved one is holding on and you know their times ending. Got to keep strong and smile
So I got told by someone that meant a lot to me that I am the problem,
Nothing I done seamed to have been good enough,
Cause I am the problem,
I worked hard to do what ever they wanted but still get told
I am the problem,
At least it's nice to know that at the end of it all everything that happened was because,
I am the problem
No matter what I tried to do for this person it was never good enough because I was just the problem to start with
That word alone speaks so much
"I'm sorry its cancer"
I'm so sick of hearing those words
"Nothing we can do"
Cancer is just a word to some but its a soul distroyer to others.
The fight is fading from your eyes,
You have been through so much its draining that spark.
I wish I could do more
I am sick of hearing that word
"I'm sorry its cancer"
My mind is racing and I need it to stop,
My sleep is no longer peaceful cause I dream about it a lot.
I need to talk to someone before it eats me alive, but I am terrified in cause I have it all wrong.
My mind is racing and it just won't stop I'm afraid to admit it
Maybe if I ignore it, it will fade
My mind is racing and I don't know what to do