Why Do it?

It was you who i looked up to even when you weren't there. Slaved and slaved to make you love and treat me like the others. you judge the choices i made ever since i stepped out of the door. now that i'm older i think of all the times i thought about ending it all. I've cried in to more bottles and drugs then i ever did to you. every time i start to get high i think why do i do it. I cut myself and almost destroyed my mind just because i couldn't please you. I thought i loved you but molly stole my heart. i want to you to come back and be there but you choose to avoid me like a dying man. I cut myself looking for truth but all i found was pain and rejection. I still think why do I i can't blame you you say to be strong but brandy and molly make the days go by faster because you were never there. Why do I.