I needed you.
You told me no.
So I'll be all alone.
What do I do?
Cause no one here can help.
But you'll be busy.
What's the point anymore?
I don't see one honestly.
Nobody even cares anyways.
I thought they did.
They don't.
That's fine.
But you go have fun.
I'll just be over here falling apart.
But I'll be okay.
I'll just have to get over it.
You're obviously tired of my shit anyways.
At least you'll get a break from it.
I'll probably stay home for a while anyways.
Maybe it'll show you just how much you should care.
Maybe it'll show me that I can do it alone.
That I don't need no help from anyone.
Maybe it'll fix everything.
Maybe not.
There's only one way to find out.
But from now on I'm doing this alone.
