Why should I care when you don’t. I feel like giving up. But all I do is worry about you. Your quick retorts don’t help, It seems like it’s all a joke to you. And when I speak the truth all you want to do is turn a way, don’t listen, and hide. You make up excuses and push me away. I’m getting tired this. Maybe I should just let go and let God, because I sure enough can’t help you, nor stop you. When will end…
