and i can't do it no more.

Please, do not, do not do that. It aches my fucking heart but you don't know it.
And I still have to force myself to smile at you.
I don't blame you, I don't hate you. I hate myself.
What do I have left? Me and my insanity. Fuck you.

That's why they say, you need to go away for awhile, and forget all the people you once knew.
Then it'll be okay. It'll be all okay.

One day you'll wake up, and you're not going to recognize yourself anymore.