I lack the dignity you require from me. I lack the thoughtfulness of self-doubt. I wouldn't stay a moment here if I had to - But I have to and that’s my fault. I write the words that you want to hear – at least I hope you kind of do. But if you don't, I hope you will forget them as soon as they leave my mouth. I hope that all is forgiven here. My guilty conscience expires and there's nothing I would do for you, I have my own worthless desires. I only pray for the worst for you. I pray that you will fall flat on your face. I hope I leave and never make it back here again, I hope I can completely forget this place. I know that everything will be going well once you are in my rearview mirror I will be able to breathe again and all anxiety will rot.