Was I not good enough?
Was I not likable?
Was I too sensitive?
Was I too good at what I did for you?
Was I your hero?
Was I a villain?
Will I come back?
Will I leave for good?
Will you learn from your mistake?
Will you deny our love for something you can never have?
Quoting a song written by Kurt Cobain, what you have done to me has "beat me outta me."
I sit here in a confined space surrounded by lunatics as I write this.
You were my angel.
You were my captain.
Now you're just...