Sometimes there are things that I can't handle anymore.
And I won't. I wanna run away, so the world won't push me no longer.
I wanna protect them, those that I have have hurt before.
But I can't protect myself.
Selfless, at least that was what I thought of my own weak point.
But nobody seems to notice.
The world of themselves. And I can be so sick of them.
So very very sick.