Sore Loser

I tried to help you,
Help make you sane,
But all you could see
Was this childish game.
I wanted you
To be happy and free,
But it went through one ear
And out the other, daily.
I tried to give you support
Tried to hold your hand,
But you let go,
Before I got up to stand.
I told you I loved you
and cared for you so.
I told you I'd be here,
I told you not to go.
You started to trust me
Started to share with me,
But then you decided
To leave, to run, to scream.
What have I done wrong?
Tell me please, dear.
What could I do better
To wipe away your tears?
I wish I had been there,
The night you went away...
But now I'm left wondering
Where you are today...
I wish I could have helped,
helped make you sane.
I wish you could have listened...
I wish I didn't lose your game.