The whole reason we live is to learn.
I've learned that I am the happiest when I am with people that I love.
If I can't be with the people who love me then I should love the people around me as much as I can for as long as it is good for me.
The light from the stars is delayed for a reason.
The point of life is to learn lessons, if you can't do that you will have missed everything.

Relentlessly holding me by you with your crooked love and twisted tales.
Your stupid smile, and your beautiful eyes.
I know it was never your intention to treat me badly.
But you did, and I've had it.
There's no way I could stay.
What would be the point?
The price I have to pay just to satisfy your sarcastic lewdness.
You say there cannot be any God.
But with me, you would like to see it.
I read right through your lies but loved you enough
to try to stay with you.

You try so hard to forget what is happening before your very own eyes.
When the subject is brought about in conversation you convince yourself it's all lies.
Knowing that if it is possible you really have a future you will still always be in denial.

Why would you want to put me through that?
You know who you are.
I try and try to forgive and forget.

I actually forget the seriousness of all of the abuse.
Mental or physical. Whatever, it's all the same.

Why would anyone want to be with you if you can't handle your own carnage?
What is it that you think would make it worth being with you?
I find you to be completely ridiculous.

Why would you attempt to put me through this?
Breaking me down through you own subjugation.
You don't even know what love is.