For so long I have considered you to be ill, simply sick, but I never really know WHAT is in your mind.
You fight with everybody, sisters, dad, coworkers. Everyone is either an ally in your current war or an enemy.
What the heck happened to you?
You have no friends, because those who know the real you back away as if you are some kind of viper.
Your perceptions amaze me. So much hate in your line of vision.
I wonder what you must do to my child. How does she live in your prison?
When we split, I thought all your animosity was aimed at me, but I have since realized it wasn’t me personally, you just needed a target.
Now you are alone with my child. What will become of her?