I know I'm a screw up, no shocker there.
I'm a waste of space, a waste of air.
I know that you hate me, so do I.
And knowing that hurts me all the time.
I know that I made them leave, but I never meant to . . .
So to make it fair, I left too.
I know, all I do is hurt and anger everybody,
And I don't know how many times I can say sorry.
I know I can't go back and undo all of this,
But even if I could, there's too many things to list.
God, I hate it. I hate what I've done.
I hate that I've hurt all of my friends, every single one.
I don't want to go on anymore, and I wish every night
That had the strength to just end my life . . .
But I don't, I'm too weak and I can't leave my family . . .
My parents, my sister, Jamarcus, and Jabaree . . .
I know they'd be hurt, asking God why
They just don't realize how much I want to die . . .
I love my family with all of my heart,
For them, I'm trying to stay strong and not fall apart . . .
