We Are Who We Are

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.