Run from this chaos that you created. Cut your losses and left us to rot. Now you wallow, surrounded by self pity. You dug these graves so put this to rest. Have your bloodshot eyes, foreseen. The cost of the lies that you weave. To feed your self-absorbed cravings. Bottom feeder. Attention seeker.
You create these problems that you cry about. Seeking any excuse to play the victim. Take initiative, help yourself, instead of giving up. What are you hoping for? What are you expecting to achieve? If you just let the future be you digging your holes and lying in them. You have to take a chance. You have to help yourself out of these things. If you are always relying on other people. How are you expecting to stand on your own?