None.

I can't do this.
Don't put me through this.
I thought I'd be okay.
Apparently, it just wasn't enough
Things keep getting in my way.

I'm swimming toward the surface
As fast as I possibly can
But right when I get up there
Waves pull me under again.

I've started over
How many times now has it been?
Every time I shed a tear
I'm back in the same place I was in.

So here I sit,
Just wanting to sleep.
This time maybe I won't
"pray my soul to keep."

If I fade away
Don't you even dare cry.
Stand up straight and tall
And hold your head up high.

I was never yours
And you were never mine.
All those words I said to you?
I was faking being kind.

I am cold and heartless
And I don't feel a thing
I'm a wretched person
A sad excuse for a human being.

I leave you with this,
A simple metaphor:
When I chose my Fate
I had chosen the wrong door.