Michael

You drive me up a freakin' wall.
You have no idea how much you have hurt us all.
Your lies.
Your games.
The hurt.
The pain.
We have a daughter together.
She is not a trophy, Michael.
She is this beautiful person.
You make me sick.
You make me weak.
A little piece of me dies inside every time you speak
Who believes the lies you tell?
I use to, you know.
Not anymore. 
You don't realize that we have come to the end.
Growing up is something that you need to do.
Not me my darlin'.
You.
So for now, this is goodbye.
You have lost this war and it is time to subside.
Once you have learned, please come find us.
Goodbye Michael.
You won't be missed.