You know you have it when you are in a house full of people but still feel all alone. My heart is breaking.
Saturday, May 23, 2015
Saturday, May 16, 2015
Wishful
Love has never been a positive thing for me. Every time I've loved someone only pain has seemed to follow. So when you tell me you love me it comes as bittersweet words. It's something I truely long for but it's something I feel will always escape me. I am too näive to know when I am being lied to because I hope that someday someone can love me the way that I am. Until then, I will have many nights where I wait for you, like tonight, only for you to never come. I don't like pretending I'm strong. Sometimes I want to cry, I want to have a hero that can save me from myself. Maybe one day I will be enough.
Friday, May 8, 2015
Sorry
Im sorry I'm a failure. I'm sorry I'm not perfect. I'm sorry I cant be what you want me to be. I'm sorry I'm an embarrassment. I'm sorry I was becoming happy. I'll go back to my hole. I'll stop trying to reach such an impossible goal. Take my tears and be satisfied once more. Im done trying. I'm finished.