Why, i ask.

Why, I ask. Does everyone see whats not meant to be seen?
Always the negative, never the positive.
Always looking for mistakes, not meant to be shown.

Why, I ask. Do people blame thereselves for mistakes causing others hurt.
If their hurting, its just as much their fault as it is yours.
Especially if you dont want anything to come in between you.
The space just gets bigger and bigger.
Always lingering on the bad,

Why I ask, Does the fighting get worse and worse?
Without any remorse, you keep going and going.
I stand in the middle, and wonder why im still here.
Dont i make everything worse honey?
Don't i make you cry?

Why, I ask, Don't you just stand up and tell me,
Tell me that none of this was meant to be said.
You went too far ahead,
You cant retrace your steps.
Your still there standing.

Why, I ask, Do you make me feel this way?
Should I just keep pushing myself away?
Can i help? Do you want me here?