I've got trouble thoughts and a self-esteem to match, what a catch.

Why wont you let me go? You've got my heart in a death grip, squeezing until I cant live anymore. You aren't good for me. I can't eat, my thoughts make no sense. My parents are worried, asking me "why wont you talk". They think they've done something wrong but it isn't them. It's you. I don't know what to do.Let go of my heart. Please let go of my heart. Break it for all I care.Throw it on the ground and stomp on it. Without you, I won't be able to breathe for a while. But it's all about learning to breathe again. I'll learn to live again without you, like you will for me. We don't need this to stay alive. What I need is my life. I'm sorry.