Tell me something

Tell me sugar, where do I stand?
I left my home to hold your hand.
At least let me know what I lack,
before you decide to send me back.

Tell me sugar, don’t you know?
There’s no joy without the sorrow.
Nothing in this world ever comes for free,
can’t have fruits without growing the tree.

Tell me sugar, who you want me to be?
Maybe I’m more than what you can see.
I can be a rose without a thorn,
and even change the way I was born.

Tell me sugar, what do I do?
I’ve told you whatever is true.
I’ve never lied nor made a tall claim, 
if that’s not enough I’ll take the blame.

Tell me sugar, why you have to be so sweet?
When the whole world lies under your feet.
You still want me with all my dispair,
knowing that I’m broken beyond repair.