Why?

I don't get this.

I've made so many

Stupid mistakes

And screwed up

So many times.

Why do you insist

On making sure

That I'm all right?

Why don't you

Just leave me behind?

You have your own lives,

Your own problems to deal with,

So why help me?

Why waste your time

On someone like me?

Why bother?

It wont do any good.

Why do you want

To help me make it through?

Why would people

Who are just so perfect

Want to help

A girl with suck a bad past?

So many things went wrong

Because I made them so.

So many things happened

Because I made them wrong.

So why? Just why?

Why would you do so much for me?

Why would you sacrifice so much for me?

Why are you so good to me?

Why are you such good friends to me?

A/N: this poem is for some of the most amazing people in the world. They are just wonderful people and beautiful writers and some of the best friends a girl could ever have. Elizabeth, Sam, Kate, Travis and Katrina, this for you guys.