Honestly what is your problem?
You make everyone so miserable;
You treat everyone like they're so much lower than you.
What kind of person does that?
You make me sick to my stomach.
You are the reason that I crumble inside constantly.
I wish I could be five years old again and banish you from my kingdom,
My castle up on a hill.
But we're past that now.
And you have a lot more problems than my castle on the hill.
You have to live with yourself...
Have fun with that.
