| i make myself ill thinking about ways to please you nothing i ever do will be good enough...no matter what i do the truth has shown me thinking i wish i hadnt gotten to see like watching as the life is drained clean out of me and all i am is the living dead with the hunger to see you content but it seems impossible even after all my sanity was spent so dispose of me if you will for death is nothing to hold on to after all i dont wish to be a drain on you. |