Please, I beg you
Stop this, before I start to lose my mind
You really don’t seem to notice
But that’s my fault, I made you blind
I was near the edge today
You even asked me if there was something wrong
I didn’t answer, just walked away
This is the one place I don’t want to belong
Didn’t you find it strange
I went walking in the storm and rain?
And I was acting so not like me
Well, you didn’t, and that’s my pain
You just don’t notice me
And you expect me to do the same
But how can I not notice your behaviour?
I hate this person you became!
You hurt me
With you never-ending complain
About your live, your work and every little thing
Not paying attention to the world around, such a shame
If you did, you would have seen
What you have caused to this family
My sister is scared of you, and so am I
And mom is addicted again, and you don’t even see
Can’t you just stop to think
For one moment, about what you do
Before you start doing these scary things
Just think about what you are putting us through
You get mad, throw stuff around
Mom tries to calm you down, you never listen to her
I wouldn’t even dare to help, I just freeze on the spot
Wishing things never were
Then you walk outside, and don’t return for quite a while
Meanwhile freaking me out, with you suicidal talk
What do you think you’re doing?
When you go on these ‘little walks’
I’m sorry, but today was the last drop
I can’t and I won’t put up with you
I’ve had enough, of everything
But how do I show this to you?
I just want to leave
You, this house, this place
I don’t care what you will think
When I leave without a trace
You never seemed to care
So why would you now?
You should have thought of that before
You broke me, even if you don’t know how
I’m sorry if it seems like I’m blaming you
I really don’t, I just want to make you see
That what you do is not right
And it is affecting me
And I’ve never shown
So there’s no way you could have known that
In a way it is my fault
Because I just never forget
If I just wasn’t so damn sensitive
And absorbing all the emotions hanging in the air
I think I wouldn’t be in this situation
Then I wouldn’t even care
I’ll try to make it clear one day
By acting the same way you’re doing now
Next time you get mad
I will tell you how I really feel, somehow
Maybe that will wake you up
Make you see that I can get mad
Because I’m not this happy girl
In reality I’d rather be dead
Even though there is a lot
About me that you will never know
Next time I’ll try to stand up
And for a change say the magical word, ‘no’