I try to be so perfect,
Like I can never be.
I try to write this letter,
So everyone can understand.
I try to make the best of sence,
Like I never, ever do.
I try so hard no to cry,
Like I always seem to.
I try so hard to keep my cool,
As I think of all I want to do.
That's the luck of me.

I try not to hurry.
I try not to scribble.
I try not to convince myself to stay.
I try not to think of the wonderful things,
The beautiful things,
The sweet things,
The things that would make me stay.
That's the luck of me.

I try to think of why I lie,
And do the things I do.
I try to think of ways to make this right,
But it just seems impossible.
I try to think of reasons to stay,
But whenever I do,
I find even more to go.
That's the luck of me.

I try to say I'm sorry.
I try to think they'll understand.
I try to make sure he knows I love him,
And I will until I die.
I try to tell them why I cry.
I try to tell them why it hurts.
I try to tell them why I need to do this,
But I know they just won't understand.
That's the luck of me.

If I'm not happy,
Then no one is.
I try so hard not to make them all sad.
If I'm so angry,
Then everyone is.
I try so hard not to make them all mad.
I try so hard not to effect others so much.
I don't want this burden anymore.
That's the luck of me.

I try to be happy,
Without being happy.
I try to be myself,
Without being fake,
And without being me.
I try to prominade my facade,
But the facade I wear is so bloodstained.
That's the luck of me.

I try not to let the strings bother me.
I try so hard to just let go.
I try so hard just to smile.
I try not to let it get to me.
That's the luck of me.

I try to make sure you know,
I love you,
And that fact will never change.
I want to make sure you know,
I love you,
And I don't care if you love me too,
But I just need for you to know,
I love you,
And although I will die,
My love never will.
And that's the luck of me.
 
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