I'm not okay.
I'm not alright.
Every breath I breathe is suffocating me.
You said you'd always be there.
But now, you don't seem to care.
Were you ever there?
I need to get away from you.
I'm tired of being used.
I can't be around you and think straight.
You're too late.
I can't do it anymore.
You don't care, so why should I?