The Battle Was Lost Long Before It Began

I don't want to do this anymore.

I am not a second thought.
A second guess.

I deserve more than this.

I am not too young.

I deserve to be the thing that keeps someone up at night.

Can't eat.
Can't sleep.
Over the fence.
Kind of love.

I do not want to be a leftover thought.

I do not want to be something to pass the time.

I do not want someone to be unable to live without me.
I want them to not want to live without me.

I don't want to do this anymore.