Why am I still here?
Everyday, I wake up knowing that I'm going to go throug hell.
I never want to get out of bed.
You'll find something wrong,
With the way I stand up.
I never do the right things.
I don't listen well enough.
I never look good enough.
I never say the right things.
I never say the wrong things
At the right time.
I know you don't like me.
It's obvious in everything you say and do.
If something goes wrong,
You're right on my ass about it.
I had to have done it if it's not perfect.
Surely, nobody else would
Make a mistake.
Whenever I do anything,
You never thank me.
I have to pry a comment out of you,
Just so I know that you even noticed.
Why am I still here?
When I could leave this place so quickly.
 
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