You dunno what it's like to be me. It sucks to be me. I feel like all of me is falling down. I feel like a broken glass. I feel broken but no I'm not. It's just that there's something missing. Is it? I don't know me anymore. I don't know what to do. I'm so freaking out. Tears from my eyes fall down thinking about the things I'm lacking. I have a broken family. And worst of all, my friends are little by little loosing on grips of my arms. I don't even know if what I'm babbling makes sense but please help me, save me, let me breathe and let me feel the warmth of your embrace. I guess I'm just an unlucky girl who doesn't deserve anything, a loser. I fail all the time. And this is why I wish I really just never exist. I'm just a worthless hopeless loveless girl. I wait for you everyday. I dream of you every night. I daydream in school of how we would meet, how you'll make me happy and how all of this frown would turn upside down. I guess it would never happen. Never ever ever never. I asked myself if I believe in love and yes I did but now I don't know anymore. I just want my life to be the way it should be. Why did I even bother to be in this place I called hell. I expected too much. I expected a happy life here. But no it never did happen and i'm afraid IT WILL NEVER HAPPEN. I think about my future because looking back at the past is too much pain. I miss my past. The present makes me wanna kill myself. And future is ahead and I don't want to make bad choices anymore. I guess I'll just stare at the air and wait for you to come. But no, I need to do something. But how? I have no clue. My life is once awesome, once a rainbow but now teenage years feels like black and white and what about the future? colorless maybe. I'm such a loser. They all left me alone in the dark. I'm so loser and a loner. I try to smile to hide my frown. I try to laugh to hide my weeping. I wish someone would notice how I really feel deep inside. I guess it's just me. Only me. I need you. I miss you. I love you. You and I. Our love will not, never ever, gonna happen. I just wanna die. And all of this will be over. It doesn't matter if I'm going to Hell or heaven. What matters most is it's all over.
Love, me
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