We haven't talked properly in a very long time. I've been bottling up everything inside. Whatever that's on my mind, stays in there. Why can't you just fix this up? Why can't you just read my mind, and make me happy? You don't want to. If you did we wouldn't be here now. Sometimes I look at the monkey, you bought for me last year, and all I want to do with it is just throw it away. I don't want to rely on it when I cry myself to sleep everynight. I don't want to hug it when I miss you. I don't want to even look at it cause it reminds me of you. Can't you see? Everything around me reminds me of you, and then you're there hurting me. Everyone's out to get me... But you can't. You don't deserve to me hurt me, not anymore. If you don't want me, I'll find someone else who needs me.
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