I wont to run away, be free from all the pain that surges through these veins. hopeless from yeas of fighting to be myself, crawling my way back up only to be knocked back down again. just once in my life i would like to have whats mine. your not my enemy so why do you treat me so. tears are not something I will let you drag out of me anymore. Ive grown strong and hard from the years of battle with you. and you are losing you hold on me now. can you feel your grip slipping as you clutch me tighter? I will not be your toy any more and you are not my master
