Wrong

What the hell is wrong with me?
Is it really hard to see?

It seems so sad and pointless too
I feel that I really like you

Each day I strain to see your face
As I go about this time and place

The tears I've cried still stain my cheeks
And have done so for weeks and weeks

I'm sick and tired of being shy
And watching time just fly on by

My friends move on, I'm left behind
And I am sure that I will find

There was no reason for my pain
You're like the others, I'm so insane

You're just a clone, perhaps, or not
Are you different from that lot?

I don't know, can I find out?
If only you'd give me a shout

A word or two like you did before
But you insist on talking no more

They told me you felt just the same
But was that just a useless claim?

I had my chances, I didn't take
The choices I am bound to make

Regrets are many, do you care?
Life for you is bright and fair

They tell me things about your style
But are you really worth the while?

I want some answers, here and now
Who are you, what and why and how?

What do you like dislike and hate?
Do you have much on your plate?

Just talk to me and you shall know
It's not so easy, life's not slow.

What the hell is wrong with me?
Is it really hard to see?