Sometimes I wonder,
why you all hate me.
Is it all just an act,
that you put on for fun,
or am I really that unbearable?
The feelings you have cause,
to be brought up inside,
not all that nice,
for a thought every day.
The challenge to keep smiling,
the challenge to laugh;
all because you turned the down the wrong path.
Your heading down a bad path,
a path of depression,
not for me,
but for yourself.
Me myself am fine,
its you that I doubt about.
As long as you are happy,
then all is fine.
If you ever need some trust,
you've just lost mine.
