I am sorry for not being what you thought
I am sorry for not being up there
I am sorry for not being well wrought
I know you thought of me highly
And now you know I am the same
I know you still love me
Even though all you efforts go to vain
I wish I could be someone better
But I know I am failing miserably
You are bearing all the things I put you through
And all my eccentricities!
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