Mike you mean a lot to me,
You just don’t know how much.
I really don’t know where I’d be,
Without you here to help me and such.
I really, really love you,
You honestly don’t know.
I know you love me too,
& I know you care a lot so,
I’m sorry for ever hurting you,
I’m sorry for who I am.
I’m sorry for cutting, too,
& I’m sorry for always complaining about my dad.
I’m also sorry for the crying,
And for being all depressed.
I’m sorry for always saying I’m dying,
And I’m sorry that my life’s so messed.
And I’m sorry for complaining about everything,
And for all the torture, too.
I’m sorry for always teasing,
When it’s obviously always pain for you.
But thanks for always being here,
Thanks for being the one to care.
Even though I wish you wouldn’t disappear,
And your decisions aren’t always fair.
But thanks for loving me,
& thanks for always making me feel happy.
Thanks for always knowing the key,
The key to making me feel better.
But all I really want you to know,
Is that your caring and loving does help.
Even though it doesn’t show,
It really helps me feel better about myself.
