i am finished

they talk about me like i'm not even here

i can hear every word they say

why can't they just talk to my face;

but do i really want that?

i don't know, he can't apologize for anything.

i've never heard him say the words "I'm sorry"

why does he have to make everything so complicated

he thinks he is too good for apologies.

No one is that good.

You'd have to be God to be that good

Short-tempered, ass-hole and i am always in his way

he's a high mainteneance jack-ass who thinks he desreves all the glory.

not anymore.

i can't live like this

i need to move on and move out

i'd love that.

to get away

start anew

a new town

new place

new people

that is what I want

to get away from the mold that i've been forced into

to fly away and be free.

i feel locked like i'm locked in a dungeon just waiting for the day i'll be set free,

but the key is lost and no one is searching to find it

i have no allies,

only enemies.

no one is on my side

i'm in this fight alone with only my fists to fend off the ones who seek to destroy me.

this is the end

i can't hold them off any longer

i've fallen to the ground

i am finished