If I really wanted to I'd make time
What the fuck did I do that was so wrong? Does she really thing I try to hurt her so much? I don't, its not like I go out of my way to make her hurt. But lately everything she says seems to just come out wrong. I find it hard to believe that most of it does. I wonder how much of what she says that she really actually means. My life is like a broken record the same depressing scene is played before my eyes until days end. But one day this record will crack and shatter to pieces. Why is it that I'm the one to always put her on the defensive? Am I really that bad of a person, do I come off as that much of an asshole? I wish someone would tell me because it's really not how I am on the inside. Then again I wont let anyone close enough to find that out.
I'm sick of looking at myself in the mirror. What other people love I cannot see. This mirror that I have must just reflect the real me. How can it reflect nothing though? Thats all I am right, I just make people feel like shit with out even trying "80% of the time" but damn that other 20% must be fucking hell...
This is life, this is sainthood, we wont be undone,
Kyle