Why?
Why?
Why can’t I do it?
Why can’t I make myself?
Why can I not live up to what you want?
I try.
I try to do it.
I try to make myself.
I try to live up to what you want.
I fail.
I fail to do it.
I fail to make myself.
I fail to live up to what you want.
I must try again
and again
and again.
and again and again and again and again.
Until I ask myself.
Why?
The answer is the same it’s always been,
What it always will be.
Because I love you.
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