the thought of it,
keeps me awake.
it frustrates me to hell,
there's no one i can tell.

i'm all alone,
living life on my own.
i blame myself,
and not forgiving myself.

i'd rather take blame,
then see you in pain.
we're never meant to be,
and now you're free.

frustration, i kept alot from you because i didn't want you to worry.

~J