Why

Written by: Rae :

Everytime I look at you,
I think about what we could be.
And that's makes me thinkĀ ,
About how you'll never love me.

So here I am,
All torn up inside.
I'm happy I'm depressed,
It feels like a rollercoaster ride.

I know we won't be together,
But for some reason I still try.
And I know I'll never be good enough,
Can you just please tell me why?