I wonder if i'll be so beautiful, that guys really want to get to know me. Want to stay with me till I fall asleep just to see if Im really that beautiful. Staring at me in amazement.
smh.
Im so sad sometimes. Like I really do love my close friends. But why do they misuse me. Yeah im hard and dont show emotion, but once u break through that youll see. No one has seen me cry, and you wonder why..... And I hate that im not 100 percent confident. Im tired of fighting. At the end of the day, Im not this fuck everybody for fucking me over type person. I feel, I wanna give and I long to give. but its...idk.
My heart is just broken. every which way. this is WHATS real.
not that. smiling shit i try to do.
at the end of the day, THIS IS ME.
broken, not making sense, sad as all fucking outdoors, but hanging in there. what the fuck ever.
smh.
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