Words fail me this time.
I have always find it hard to tell the truth.
It has always been me to suffer in the end.
Well maybe it's better left unsaid.
Maybe it'll be better if I just step out of everyone's life for good.
I was never good enough to be called a daughter, a sister, a friend or even a bestfriend.
I'm such a disaster, a walking-cotton-bud one.
Just when I thought things will get better, they get worsen.
How wrong, how fucking dead wrong I was.
I'm sorry, I know it's not much to do to get those mistakes fixed but at least, I'm trying to.
I'm trying, I really am.
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