Let me bloom, let me breathe
let me get a chance to save myself.
I'm on the edge and all you do is keep pushing me,
all those accusations and scuples,
and who can i forget those kind and loving words
that climb up between my organs and gether around my neck
in a loop, and hang me.
Let me run away from you.
I am no longer searching for understanding and compassion in you,
you taught me well that love is not everything,
so why all of a sudden it is so easy for you to use those cliches?
Let me go, even if it means to crush on purpose
everything that will keep me away from you.