I am holding onto a hope

That my stalkers leave the dope

That they will decide eventually

That watching someone like me is essentially…

A waste of their time and energy

I hope that they leave me alone

Because why they do this has me thrown

They’ve never knew me offline

So why do they do this all the time?

It’s been thirteen years now, since we talked

On a forum and differences balked

Did it really mean that much to you?

I need to know, I have no clue!

Why do you insist that I…

Need to believe what you believe or die?

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