Keep telling me that.
Go on, keep saying it.
Should I flare up one day, it will be disastrous.
But that day won't come because I'll excuse myself.
I'm sure you won't be worried.
I'm sure you won't find the need to look for me.
Because that is just the way you are.
Put me down, make me feel bad.
Scrutinize every little thing that I do.
That is what you do best.
Even the right is wrong.
Will not ask for more from you as there is nothing more you can give.
I'll find what ever I need on my own.
Sick and tired of it all.
Just let me rest in peace.

-=iNa=-