I’ve been here 5 years. I wanna stay with you. You make me happy. I’ve been here 7 years,you still make me happy. I’ve been here 9 years,what have you done? What do you want? Why do you want me to suffer? I’ve been here 10 years. My tears have dried tonight,blood above my eyes began to turn to scabs. I bare my teeth and fight back. I’ll get revenge one day,on you. I’m beginning to find out 1 and a half years of crying and suffering, anger replaces sadness. I’ve been here 13 years. My claws tap,I wait for you to be sad,it didn’t happen...yet. I’ve been here 16 years,the tears have dried,the trees and plants have died. The sunlight has gone to the other side. Anger runs inside me. Fog blurrs figures. Shadows fled to the clouds above. I’ve been here 20 years, I can!t do this anymore,I’m gonna do it. I flip my pen,kill some time? Stomping my foot,I prepare. Writing threat letters as this one about what’s happened. I’m 25,help me. Or just bye. Goodbye,

I’ve been here 5 years. These thoughts are making me happy,and I hope they stay. I’ve been here 7 years,you still make me happy. I’ve been here 9 years,what have you done? What do you want? Why do you want me to suffer? I’ve been here 10 years. My tears have dried tonight,blood above my eyes began to turn to scabs. I bare my teeth and fight back. I’ll get revenge one day,on you. I’m beginning to find out 1 and a half years of crying and suffering, anger replaces sadness. I’ve been here 13 years. My claws tap,I wait for you to be sad,it didn’t happen...yet. I’ve been here 16 years,the tears have dried,the trees and plants have died. The sunlight has gone to the other side. Anger runs inside me. Fog blurrs figures. Shadows fled to the clouds above. I’ve been here 20 years, I can!t do this anymore,I’m gonna do it. I flip my pen,kill some time? Stomping my foot,I prepare...but for what? For the simple satisfaction? So...here this long quote ends. Here is where it stops... here is