A million mistakes, thats all I know.
Never to feel you, as I have once before.
Tell me I'm the one you still love.
Give me purpose and meaning to try, to better myself.
Feelings of self-hatred and loathing fill my mind.
Does someone like me truly deserve to be loved?
Or am I destined to be a mess, walking through a fog each day?
Tell me I'm the one you still love.
Tell me I have reason to live.
