Who am I? To you?
I feel weird. I feel like there’s no point in trying.Or maybe I just feel alone? Maybe. Not just because no one`s around me, but because I feel like I have to do every single thing on my own. I keep on telling myself that it`s all part of being a teen, and we all have some dark stages in our lives, but everyone else seemed happy. And, well, I`m not. I`d like to believe that everything happens for a reason, and no one`s born to live on a lie, but this is exactly what I see, and I`m not happy about it. If I was born for others, are you born for me too? If we live to love others, then why can`t they forgive me? Is pride too much to give up? I can`t seem to find a way to move on and forget all these questions, uncertainty definitely`s not my friend.
If I told you I wasn`t born to please you, will I ever have the guts to prove myself? Or will I end up questioning myself?
If I told you I`m tired of trying, will I be bitter enough to pull you down?
This is not because of love, this one`s about me.{ 0 comments }