I gave you everything you wanted. Gave you my life. Gave you my soul. Held your heart. Held it the way you wanted to be held. I bled for you the way you wanted me to bleed. I'm ready now. Ready to stop. I'm sick of my family using me. Abusing me. And then throwing me away. So I'm done bleeding. It's not my turn anymore. I look up the guardians in the sky. I pray: love me in this moment. Present to me a gift for all that I have given... Please... let THEM bleed.
