I feel there have been very VERY few people in my life who have accepted me for everything I am. The good and the bad. It always seems that people expect me to be perfect, and want to hold my mistakes above my head.
I tend to love, ssacrafice, and hurt more than I should...
Right now...at this very moment...I wish I could be selfish, I wish I cared more about myself and less about everyone else.
I wish I felt loved...I wish I felt like I meant something to someone.
Right now...at this very moment...I don't feel like it would make any difference if I just disspeared.
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