weak

How can we be like this
We used to have the best moments
We can't stand if we're not talk to each other
We never fight, we always laugh.

I think about it.
it's not about we.
It's about me.
That's why we can be like this.

My black side is uprising.
Consuming, destructing all people that I love.
I have no control of myself.
My ego is driving me.

I just want to go away.
So nobody can near me.
So I can't hurt anybody.
Better off alone maybe.

I am weak.
You make me strong.
But all I do is take you for granted.
It's not about we anymore.

It's all about me. And I'm sorry for that.