I cried for you last night, because you took the blame for me, I never asked you to, and you never asked for a fee. I wish you hadn’t done it, because the tears once mine are yours, you took that horrible blame, but what for. You got out, and I’m glad you did, this pain I endure you once had as a kid. But it’s my turn now, so leave it alone, just leave and live that life that you have to call your own. I know you just want to help, so I won’t have to cry anymore, but they already left the disease in me and there is no cure. So turn your back and let it be, just walk away and put the blame back on me.
February 21, 2010