I've tried my hardest not to let you down. Don't ask me why.

I don't know.

I've done my best to make you proud. To make you listen. To make you notice me. Don't ask me why, though.

I don't know.

You push me down to lift you up. You put me off as second best. Should I ask you why?

Because, I don't know.

You say it's only teasing, right?

You really expect me not to bite?

What were you thinking?

I don't know.

And I don't want to, either.

I'm sick of this. I'm done with it.

I retaliate, but I guess you can't take a hit.

Or a hint.

I stuck with you so far. I turn the other cheek.

I try to find your attention, a futile game of hide and seek.

Why'd I try?

I don't know.