i’m not sure what they said, but if it’s [bad word] i’ll bet it’s just one more thing i’ll regret. i hate my weaknesses, they made me who i am. “yea, it’s cool i’ll be ok.”, as i felt your pain wash over me. i dry your eyes and hide my shakes, cause i hate the look that’s on your face. these things inside my head, they never make much sense, so i wouldn’t hold my breath. i hope i die before they save my wretched soul. don’t hang up because i don’t have anyone left here. don’t give up, don’t hang on to anything i’ve said. i hate my weaknesses, they made me who i am. it makes no difference, i’m insignificant. this is not the end for us.