There comes a time when you fade to the blackness

I don't want my birthday to come.

I don't want to talk about it.

I don't want this to be a big deal.

I don't want school to start.

I don't want to miss you.

I don't want to wake up in the middle of the night.

I don't want to cry anymore.

I don't want to hurt anymore.

I don't want to keep bending rules.

I don't want to put up with the mean things you say.

I don't want to go through loop holes.

I don't want to be someone that I'm not.

I don't want it to be August 30th.