I have live, fought and try,
to love you without any fight.
Consume by your nonsense cries,
Now I wish you out of my sight.
Five legal months...
I have said and done everything,
just for you to be happy, not for me.
I, have try hard to fix this thing,
but you just want to fight me.
Last few months...
I have grow tired of same,
your anger everyday and week.
Every conversation is for your aim,
and this is not what I seek.
Final oath.
I think that I deserve something better,
so I will make my last caring move.
I wish you luck and something greater,
because now I do me, and you do... you.
