Wasting Away
I don't know what to write, right now. I don't know what to feel either. I feel betrayed, i feel hated, i feel guilty, i feel sad, i feel helpless, i feel worried, i feel like cry, like locking myself in that small cold closet and never letting light show through again. How does everything always roller coaster from pretty alright to completely horrible...why do people let you down...why do you let people down....i just feel this mental tears pouring out, eroding myself away...along with that people just keep tear at the strings or this tattered worn out blanket...the blanket they use when they need it.. held it close for security and warmth and then one day just throw it away for a new one...just keep pulling away the strings...it's useless already. i need a taylor or just to have someone keep me warm..not just keep them. listen to me ramble....i have no right...i want to live...but i need to be a blanket as long as they will hold on for those who don't.