• It seems we're always walking
    on broken egg shells.
    Every step hurts.
    I used to think we were close.
    Now it seems,
    We never stop arguing.
    I miss the us that always
    Laughed and smiled.
    Where did we go?
    To turn back time,
    I can only wish.
    To make the fighting stop,
    A whispering dream.
    I'm sorry for hurting you,
    For anything I've ever done.
    But you need to understand
    I am who I am.