Once and once again, you hurt me.

Tons and tons of scars you inflict on me.

Days and days of blaming me.

When is it ever enough?

When can you stop it?

When can you open your eyes and look at what I have done for you?

I long to be gone.

I long to fly away and fly up high, into my sky.

I long to let the rain wash away my tears.

I long to be loved once again, when hurt was never in my dictionary of words.

And yet, I still stay by you.

Maybe, maybe I'll be gone one day.

Take care if that ever ever happens.

For now, open your eyes and look at me.