I'm not perfect, 
I make mistakes, I hurt people, 
but when I'm sorry, I mean it. 
I've been abandoned, I deserved it. 
But, after all, it's only because I've never learnt
how to love and to be loved. I get just a little paranoid sometimes 
and I wonder AM I NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU?

You won't  understand, I can't explain.