I don't want to do this. I'm sick of it. Every time I see Ian get pushed around, it hurts. Every time they lash out at us, it hurts.
But will this really settle it?
Ian says we're controlling the game, that he has our backs.
But I don't care. I want to be free of this curse.
But every time he holds me tight, and kisses my cheek,
That's all I am.
After being preyed upon for being different, and weak, I am now preying on them.
And I'm still weak.