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Am I that much bad

Am I that much bad?
That my eyes can't even get happiness?
What wrong I did?
That I got separated from my friends

Is I did that big mistakes?
That everyone are blaming me
Without even searching my secrets
Had I been that cruel?

I may hurt some people
May be by telling the truth
But is I'm that bad?
That everyone run to Pierce my soul

Am I that much bad?
Have I did any big mistake?
That my head pushed to hell
And tears trying to cover the wounds

Is my face is that much dirty?
Or dirty is my soul?
Why can't I live normal
Why I don't deserve the love at all?

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