Because waking up in the morning and watching the sun rise higher into the sky,
because I'm having to fight every minute of that morning to wake up,
because I'm trying to forget who I was and trying to tell myself- who I am,
because I'm tired of being underestimated,
Because I hate my thoughts being envaded,
Because I hate that I am just naive,
Because the fact that I'm too young for everything,
Because I'm tired of telling myself that I matter,
Because I'm getting tired of telling myself I'm wise,
Because I'm tired of telling myself, I can,
Because I'm soon to the point where I'm about to collapse,
Because, I envy no one but my imagination.
I am at the point where I just want to break down and cry.
Where I want to stop questioning myself and to stop vacillating every moment I get to myself.
Why isn't the person that is closest to me most can't see what I see in myself?
Why is she always the one bringing me down?
Why do I not see her in my future?
Maybe this is why.
I really want to break down and cry.
Thats all I want to do.
Is anyone out there who will offer their time to listen to my pointless stories?,
gnit.
+ Don't think. One wish this right moment?
2 comments:
oh, I'm so sorry you're feeling this way darling. :/ You can always email me if you want, it's on my blog.
I'm listening Hailey and so are many more based on your followers count. :)
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