I told myself I wouldn’t give up on you, I told myself I’d keep fighting. So here I am, almost 4am, planning what I am going to say, figuring out how I am going to save you. I know I am only 21 but it doesn’t seem that hard, all I need is for you to agree, to let me help you, and well get through it. Just promise me you won’t give up on yourself.
We are better than this.
You have the strength to rise above.
Just take my hand, let me help you.
Don’t you see, we wouldn’t be trying to help if we didn’t care; unconditional love, right? Can’t you tell that they don’t care about you? To them you’re just a punching bag and dollar bills. Just come back on our side. I cant imagine how scared you must be, just let me help you.
I’m begging you.
