| I'm so sick of all the yelling.
So sick of all the fighting, arguing.
I want out. The stress, then acting out, the guilt from acting out, the stress from the guilt... I'm sick of the stress, the guilt
the unhappiness and the anger.
I'm fed up with the nonsense bullsh thrown at my face everynight.
I can't stand the interrogations, false, arrogant accusations and complete paranoia.
I run further away because of the lack of trust in me.
Offended by the lack of faith in me. Everday, a little more of me is chipped away. I want out.
I want. I need someone to save me.
I try to ask Him to help me. but my guilt and pride keep me locked down.
They drag me further away. shame and hopelessness. Fine. I'll take a little more. (Do I have a choice?)
but I still want out. I'll still want out.
I'm done. |
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