now all i want to do is to make it up to you.
i'm too self-centered to be a good friend.
i'm too self-centered to be a good student.
i'm too self-centered to be a good humanitarian.
i'm too self-centered to be a good pet-owner.
i'm too self-centered to be a good daughter.
i'm too self-centered to be a good cousin.
i'm too self-centered to be a good sister.
i'm too self-centered to be a good employee.
i'm too self-centered to be a good church-goer.
i'm too self-centered to be a good person.
all i wanted to was to go to bed, to wake up and learn my song.
then i see your cry for attention, and it strikes me: i've done wrong.
on a path to fix myself,
i've gone and left you on a shelf.
i'm sorry.
i love you.
don't worry.
i love you.
i'll show you.
i love you.
my whole purpose is to protect you,
and i'm not doing a very good job.
..... brb crying. literally.
Sunday, January 18, 2009
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