Drips down on the floor.
What are you waiting for?
This is what you wanted right?
You said you gave up the fight.
But you're so numb.
Thinking how could you be so dumb.
Hated by many, loved by few.
My, my sweetie, what are you going to do?
You could scream, you could pout.
But nothing will change, thats no doubt.
And here you are back at phase one,
asking yourself again, "what have I done?".
