If I decide to give up,
will you promise not to save me?
If you\'ve pushed me to that point,
will you promise not to pull me away from it?
Like a piece of aluminum,
the more you bend me,
the more susceptible to breaking I become.
Each time getting closer and closer,
until one day I snap.
Any day now.
Any hour. Minute. Second.
So please, if I go one way don\'t bend me the other.
Hear me.