Would it help to complain?
Claim that I am losing my brain?
Put all of my issues onto your back
Give a guilt trip that you’re all I lack
Pretend to fall apart
Bring all kinda darkness into my heart
Give up on my art
Disappear
For nearly a year
With no explanation due
Would that get me
Some attention from you?  
What should I do?
Is my only option to get over you?  
Apparently so
I don’t need you to tell me
What I should already know
All of this is of no use
And it’s not on you
That I refuse to see the truth