Many changes, all seemed to lead to great places.
I feel like I'm losing everything. I've lost my independence.
I've lost my familiarity, this isn't my happy home anymore.
It's plagued with everything I've tried to walk away from.
I don't know how much longer I can stand for this.
Every inch of my body is tensed with fury.
I'm not one who results to violence, but if I don't punch something quick I'll break.
Misplaced things, empty milk jugs, taken couch, and of course the screaming.
How did things get to this place..
Constant bicker
The need for permission
What the fuck happened?
I'm ready to let it all go.
To start new once more
It will never be the same under this roof
Commitments have always meant one thing for as long as I can remember
Even those you trust the most will always let you down.
Even promises from the best of friends will always be broken.
