Sometimes I lay in my bed thinking of what could've been, sometimes thinking of things I shouldn't have done thinking of things I could have done better.

Why do I do this to myself?
Why do I put myself through this
torture? Why don't I stop while I am ahad?

I keep letting myself gon on and on and on and on, not speeding up or slowing down just keeping at the pace- Just moving on and doing my own thing.

Why... why do I try to prove myself to everybody? Why do I do the things I do why Dont I think of things I could have dont; things I should have done. Thing you and I coud have done nd shold have done?

Why don't I think of anyone but myself? I ruly that selfcentered that I wuld'nt put you first?
Why? Why? Why?
Why do I do the things I do?