i'm sick of it.
i'm crying out for help.
i nedd to get out.
you always threaten to hit me, nevermind the things you say to me. i can take words, i've taken them this long haven't i? i'm just sick of it.
you dont do it infront of anyone else, i guess it wouldn't matter would it? i just want to walk away but you chase after me.
i'm just sick of it.
it takes a small man...
you get drunk, harass me, you used to touch me...
it was wrong.
and you threaten to hit me now?
was it me?
i cant take it.