I'm scared of what's going to come of us.
You've changed so much since you met him.
He's changed you into someone you're not.
You lie to me.
You hurt me.
And you don't seem to care.
What happened to the boy who would never hurt me?
The one who would sing me little songs and play guitar for me.
What happened sweetie?

The game of choose.
You never chose me.
I'm not good enough.
I'll never be good enough to be number one.
It seems I'll always be last on your list...

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I'm going to write more on this later today, but it'd probably be best for me to get some sleep.
If that's even possible.

Good morning watchers, I hope your day will be wonderful.