Too busy being me,
To busy being annoyed,
And angry,
To realise I'm taking it out on you...
And I'm sorry for all that,
I'm sorry for starting arguments,
Over the smallest things,
If not nothing...
You're not doing anything wrong...
I'm pushing you away,
More and more each time,
And i know that I don't mean to...
But how long could you put up with the outbursts...?
I need to sort myself out,
Stop taking it out on you...
You don't deserve it,
If anything, I do...
Sorry, it's all I can say...
I can't prove it to you,
But if I could...
I would...
I'm going to stop being so angry,
Then feeling empathetic,
Because it screws with your head...
And I've done enough of that...
xxx
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