Grouphug.

What about me? I tried to make you go away, I killed you, and it didn't help. And I hate it! I hate that's it's so hard... and that you can hurt me so much. I know everything you did, because you did it to me. Oh, God! I wished that I wished you dead. I don't. I can't.

hug and tell,
hug and tell,

scream and cry,
scream and cry,

and at the end of everything,
who was there for me?

and the end,
the most unexpected person
was there to hold up and umbrella for me,

and the person i needed most,
the person i thought would be there for me,
wasn't.

all this is just making me irritated,
sad,
and no one can understand,
for the fraction of the story,
doesn't say all,

but i know,
i have to really end this,
end it,
once and for all.