It was so much easier
when we were all just friends.
It would have had a better end.
And I'm sitting here, I don't wanna do this to you,
and I don't wanna do this to me.
But nothing ever turns out right in the end.
As I've learned,
espcially for me.
I'm sick of being your second choice.
I'm done with yelling out,
and not having a voice.
No matter how much I scream and shout,
you still lie,
and I still doubt.
And so I'm sorry,
I honestly don't wanna do this.
You don't know how hard it is for me to do this.
Go through with this.
I have to do this.
For me,
for you,
for us,
for who
ever gets involved, it's whats best.
Though I know it's not...
I'm sick of this tugging and pulling.
I'm caught.
And my heart needs a rest.
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life? and all it's s**t.
Basically just my problems. when I'm upset, I write.
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