It feels like.
What does it feel like...

Sometimes... its just too hard.
There are other ways, you know...

How is it possible to feel so much
Yet say so little...

I watch you with a deep despair.
I want to take it away and make the pain...

I could be on my own,
Raising you...

If I could feel a squirming, wriggling mass,
A bundle of limbs and soft, soft flesh...

If I could go back to that night,
Go back in time to when my body was mine...

You say you've failed.
That because you're 'weak' your teenage years...

I washaving trouble breathing
And my chest had started heaving...

I want you to die.
I want to kill you...

The pain inside is like a secret.
A naughty secret that must be kept hidden...

The shirt suits you, it matches your eyes,
I've fallen again, to my surprise...