I'm done with people screaming at me,
I'm done with causing them pain,
I'm done with feeling lonely all the time,
even when I'm with you all.
I'm done with all this jealous hate,
I'm done with all the rain,
I'm done with all the expectations,
but most of all the blame.
I knew that this would never last,
I knew that I would fall,
I knew eventually I'd get tired,
Of waiting for you to call.
I'm tired of the drama,
I'm frightened of the past,
I'm sick of faking a smile,
when anyone now walks past.
This is how it always has been,
and how it'll always be,
I'm signing off,
My song is done,
Under the mat's the key.
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Abbi's Black Book
Just stuff I'd like you to read maybe?