I'm Sorry

As I walk down the long hallways,
I see your smile and shrink.
You are nice a happy,
Even when I stink.

I am always acting up,
And somehow make you cry.
But when I call you wench,
It makes me want to die.

I never want you to leave,
So I promise I wont make you cry.
I'll just say I love you,
So let's never say goodbye.

This is my first poem. Please review!