do you know how hard it is to hide.
do you understand that i didn't want this.
most of the time i'm happy. but then i see the pain i've caused and the overwhelming desire to flee surges up again.
do you want it back.
you can have it if you do.
just say the words. tear me down like i'm made of legos. take all the shots you want. maybe you'll finally realize that i deserve it.
i'm sorry.
