Over and Over

I always wondered what I did wrong

Why did people not like me

Did I push them away?

Did I say something mean?

Why do people not love what I do?

Why wont people invite me

Why can’t they pick me?

Did I do something gross

Am I plagued with some disease because this happens all the time?

So where is the doctor with the cure for this disease

And why can’t he give it to me the one in desperate need

Year after year I suffer Wondering why

Crying until late at night why I wasn’t loved

Am I just picking wrong?

Or am I just different

So different that I have no ability to connect want to

But o one wants to

As if I am going to make it worse

Is that it do I make it worse for them

People I have helped over and over with the goodness of my heart

And I made it worse

Why just why

I have sacrificed everything to know why

Not so far any avail and now I’m here stuck

In too deep but cant go any deeper

It’s not a happy medium it’s a scary one

And it happens over and over and over and over