I see you from afar.
You're not happy but you're not unhappy.
Why is that?
It's not fair.
You should be miserable.
How is it that you can ruin my life,
But you still get to live yours?
I want you to feel what I feel.
I want you to feel the same pit in your stomach.
The pit doesn't just stay there,
it grows,
and it's hungry.
It devours your entire being,
until there is nothing left.
How is it that you are not miserable?
It's not fair.
The guilt should be rotting away at your brain,
But it's not.
I see you from afar.
You've ruined my life,
And the relationships I've had,
And the relationships I have,
And the relationships I'll make,
It's not fair.
You should be miserable too.
Even after you die,
You will stay with me,
Haunting me.
This isn't fair.
I was just a kid.
