Always letting you down.
Always turning the wrong way.
Always seeing a frown.
Barely making it each day.

Can never do anything right.
Heading towards a dim light.
No one sees.
No one cares.
No ones there to take me somewhere.

Somewhere I can't mess up.
Somewhere I won't have to shut up.

Done with being wrong.
Sick of feeling like I don't belong.

Tired of being sorry.
Sorry for not being perfect.
Sorry for being no good to you.
Sorry for being myself.

I wish I could just go away.
Go and start a new life.
Then I'll be out of the way.
But for now, I will just have to be sorry.