This is the truth. I fucken want to talk to you. I fucken want to settle things. I’m tired of being hidden stuff, I don’t even hide anything. You don’t speak up. You are lying to me. Tell me the truth. Is it going to stay like this? Or it’s going to change? I fucken want to change things and make things right. Only if you fucken want to help me and let’s do it together. I can’t be the only one who wants. I need your help. DO YOU WANT TO MAKE THINGS RIGHT … ? I KNOW YOU ARE SUFFERING … I’M SUFFERING TOO … I DON’T WANT TO MAKE MY MOTHER FEEL LIKE THIS … SHE’S FUCKEN WORRIED ABOUT ME … BUT I CAN’T HELP IT … I’M ALWAYS SAD … TALK TO ME … LET’S SHARE THINGS … FUCK MAN. ALWAYS HIDING STUFF FROM ME NOW.