Nov 10, 2004 10:41
I'm sorry but I can't do it.
You're disappointed with me, I know.
But I can't continue this way. You're shaking your head right now but I think you understand.
You can't expect one to live where they do not belong.
I have to go back, I have to.
I can't pretend that I can survive in reality like everyone else can.
It's like a fish without water, I can't breath.
I'm caving in on myself but it'll restore my insanity.
I don't want to hurt anymore.
I was the drama freak and you've made me the queen.
I can be a souless shell then, since you've taken it with you.
A soul-less being in reality but at least I can hide from them and from memories of you.
It's your fault.
Bastard.