Life is ******.
Everything is ******.
**** this life.
I'm only here for her, even if all I ever do is cause her strife.
**** all of it,
I'm tired of this ****.

Does she even need me?
Should I leave her be?
After all, I'm sure she's sick of me
I want her to be free.
Not chained,
And for me to be the one to blame.

I don't know,
Whether I should stay or go,
It's all too confusing,
This constant feeling of losing.