Oh, when you look at me,
What is it that you see?
Am I the \"good daughter\"
that I tried so hard to be?
God, I hope you\'re proud
Cuz I really tried,
And though you\'ll never see
Every tear I cried,
Have I been enough?
WIll I ever be enough?
I may be the unproblematic child
But I do crave a little bit of love
I know I was never the best,
But I hope I\'m no worse than the rest
And I\'m sorry that I didn\'t notice
When you weren\'t fine,
And I\'m sorry I overslept
Yet another time
And I\'m sorry that I always
Have the phone in my hand
And I\'m sorry that I did all
That you said is \"banned\"
And I\'m sorry that I stutter
And get anxious when I talk
And I\'m sorry that I keep
My head down when I walk
I\'m sorry I even feel this way
Because I\'m probably overacting
You asked me once so long ago if I\'m okay
I thought it was over but now Im relapsing
And you\'ve always been so kind and famed
And I\'ve given nothing but reason to be ashamed
And, Oh God, I\'m sorry that I blamed you
Because maybe the problem was me,
And somehow I\'m still ashamed to
Walk up to you and say I\'m sorry
But I am sorry, I\'m sorry, And It\'s all I\'ll ever be
A sorry little soul trying so hard to be happy
Trying so, so, hard for someone who\'d be proud
Trying so very hard to be little more loud
And I\'m sorry, I\'m sorry, I\'m sorry,
I\'m sorry that I\'m not
The child you dreamed of
And I\'m sorry that I\'ll never
ever be enough