If you make a poor decision;

I'm the one affected.

If something goes wrong, 

even if it is not my fault, I am the one blamed.


You'll blame me for your life sucking

even though it was your decision.

You put yourself into this mess yet,

you refuse to let me out of it?


You say you want to make the best of your life;

That I'm the only thing holding you back.

Trust me, I want to escape from this horrible life,

I wish to leave and never come back.


You don't deserve me; neither for what I am

nor what I will become.


Why did you chose to have me?

Better yet why won't you let me leave?


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