Broken

The days, they just repeat themselves
The nights, they do the same
I hold myself responsible
I know I am to blame
My loneliness brings sorrow
I have such little worth
Would anybody miss me
If I were to leave this earth?
Bad mother, girlfriend, everything
That's why I am alone
All I have is this front porch
And sometimes voices on the phone
If I were something special
Why is my life this way?
I give my all to everyone
Yet I'm still alone each day

I sit and watch the sun set
Each day in the same place
I wake up every morning
Wearing the same face
I see her in the mirror
I have grown to hate her too
She longs for love and company
Things she's not entitled to
I wonder if she'll stay here
If she has the strength to keep on trying
When most days she is broken
And she only feels like dying.