Hit me baby
I don't even know why am I bothering about your business, answering your calls, talking to you and making myself mad and sad when you don't even concern me anymore. & after that I'd try so hard to go on smiling and pretending everything's fine, and I'm contented with everything about my damn life.

To just keep talking when I don't want to, to just keep going on when you know what I'm going to say about you is true, that was what I thought you did best. But now, to hit and to abuse me when I walk away and turn against you is what you really do the best.

For when you were sick, I'd pour in some effort to make sure you're alright, only to get a simple smile and thank you before you went back to bed for the rest of the day, leaving me alone to do what for the rest of the day I don't even know. I didn't blame you then, I was supposed to accompany you. For when you were alive, kicking and well, I'd listen to you, I'd come look for you, I'd made the effort to do something about this, only to hear excuses of 'I'm tired, I want to sleep', and cancel my plans for the day. For when you are sick and you called me again, I picked up and went over. But what did you do. 不,你没有打断我的身体,你是打破了我的心。Count, not only with just your fingers, the scars you've left on me. And when you are well now, go look for her. Why me ?

You're the one, you're the one that brought me both tears and laughter, then make my life go up and down. I don't know what I should be doing about this now. All I know is that I want for you to stay away, I've been hurt enough, and I've grown sick and tired of this although I know I should have earlier.

I'm doing fine without you.
I'm doing fine without you.
Really fine without you.