How many times has it been? Honestly i can't recall, it was a burden i never wanted since i was young, just dismissal and scorn, A curse i've carried all throughout my life, it takes away my sanity yet somehow gives me delight it brings me agony every single day so much suffering all because of a bitch your demands irritate me, insensitive i'd say so much hunger in my stomach i hope it's just worms, so much blood on the ground it's your fault, forever your filthy soul i'm so so unclean Everything that happens i always end up to blame, deep inside i feel like something's wrong with me, i should have realized it long ago, the fault was always by the one who stood by me.