Stop Stop Don't make me feel guilty. Don't give me those eyes. un Run I'll run from my problems. I know it's bad for me. Look Look It's time to let me go. It's only going to hurt a little bit. Close Close Stop looking for someone again. Stop trying to fill that hole. No good No good It won't change anything. It won't heal you at all. Not bad Not bad You can't demonize me. You can't make me feel worse. Leave Leave I won't leave. I won't leave. I have to leave. I have to leave.
This is a reeeaally old poem I wrote for this boy I likes at the time. Everything I said and did around him was bipolar.