I care, but I don't. Or maybe I don't care at all. Its the fact that you beat me to the punch. No competition in the first place, but then I fall. Down, deep. Lost in myself, lost in despair. Always dreamed of this day, so much I dreamed it away. I had buried it, much in the likeness to the sorrow that surrounded me. Covered with scars blanketing reality. The world I chose to forget. So I did this to myself. Well, I still blame you. Given the opportunity, you caved. To the best of your ability. So ready to pull the chair from beneath me; leaving me dangling, choking and blinded. Your lies were like sugar and I flocked to the source. But soon I realized the life I departed just seconds ago was still not as sweet as it was before. So now I am ready. Revealed in the sureness of this clarity, never again will I be so deceived. I say farewell to a fading memory. If I pretend it never happened it will have never happened. That is how I continue living, with this shattered heart and broken dream. This is me.