you aint backin down&i aint backin down so wthell do we do now?

It starts with total silence. Then the words come, then the screaming starts, then eventually the sickness gets to you both and eats you alive. You don't know why it happens it just does. And to see two people you love like sisters go thru it, tragic. With everyone close to me at war, it makes me sit back and think to myself, why? While the fighting continues, it consumes Ýou. Ýou say your sick of it, yet it keeps coming and coming and coming till you get to a point where you can either jump; or keep fighting with whatever,whoever,whenever. Its painful, it hurts you, and it effects everyone and everything around you. I see it and I'm going thru it right now. We don't understand why, we probably never will. It just happens. For me, no I don't know why I'm pushing you away sooo much. I know its killer and I know it hurts. Buh frankly, I don't care. Yeah yeah it sounds bad and yeah yeah I should, buh I can't even front about it. I just don't care. I don't give a dayum, I feel nooo guilty-ness, and I keep mocing forward. You on the other hand have to live with it everyday. And I'm sorry for that. I'm not gonna keep repeating the fact that I'm sorry and I did you wrong, buh sometimes maybe I have to for you to get it. I'm sorry. I mean that's about it.