Burn Burn Burn, Say Goodbye, Try not to Cry
I'm done. I can't do this anymore. I get so worked up and then I try so hard and I don't even consciously realize I'm fucking up, but I am, and I know it, so the first part is already contradicting myself. Whatever. I'm beyond the point of all concern. I fuck up everything and everyone. I would be better off left in a corner by myself. It would be and the only one smart enough to see that was Jo, so bra-fucking-vo for her. Way to go girl, you managed to escape. I envy you.
There is nothing I can do. There is nowhere to run. There is nothing to say. I have no words. I have no thoughts. I have no choices. This is the end.
I don't like the end, but it's here and it got me. I was never very good at running away. My stupid ego would hold me down, and even when things got bad I didn't want to leave, when it probably would have been the smarter thing to do. There won't be anymore emails or phone calls or talking, and that sucks. It hurts, like, physically hurts and I can't calm myself down, I can just cover up how totally dead and defeated I feel. Great. I'm exactly who everyone thought I was. I did it guys, you win. Congratulations, come get your gold medals. I'll be clapping in the audience.
There is nothing I can do. There is nowhere to run. There is nothing to say. I have no words. I have no thoughts. I have no choices. This is the end.
I don't like the end, but it's here and it got me. I was never very good at running away. My stupid ego would hold me down, and even when things got bad I didn't want to leave, when it probably would have been the smarter thing to do. There won't be anymore emails or phone calls or talking, and that sucks. It hurts, like, physically hurts and I can't calm myself down, I can just cover up how totally dead and defeated I feel. Great. I'm exactly who everyone thought I was. I did it guys, you win. Congratulations, come get your gold medals. I'll be clapping in the audience.