I’ve got some issues in my head, and i knew we should’ve started fixing them back when she left you. I’m not trying to get you down, I know you’re different now… but your little girl just wants you to listen now. I’m over twenty, can’t maintain relations, all these people wanna hurt me and I just don’t have the patience. I can’t trust them & they’re not much help… when they start to push and pull the buttons I don’t trust myself.

What pride, fists, and words just might do? I’m afraid of my fate, don’t wanna turn out like you.