It doesn't make sense.
Why am I crying on a Friday? It's supposed to be a happy night. Not a night to cry.
I just wish I could change everything.
Please, let me change. Let me restart our friendship. I know I've made bad mistakes, and I'm sincerely sorry for them. Please, understand. Please, next time you see me, give me a good squeeze and say caring words.
I just want love and attention. So please, understand my isolation.