It lost its effect , but came right back again. What more was I to expect from locking myself in my room my whole life, but hey. At least you will know where to find me, where I am, if you need a reminder of my name. Buddy, it's ok because sometimes I need the same. reminder of who I am. It's so annoying. 
This is not the house for me. I'm not the person for this family. 
With pointed [bad word] holes pressed all through out my body. End the cause of the problem and stomp on my head. 
I don't expect you to ever understand because I know I never will. At least we will have those few smiles we shared when I wasn't making you sad. What the [bad word] is wrong with me?