standing alone in a room full of people....
...and then i cried...from the build up of emotion...from the fear and the love...
so its been a long time since ive just sat down and cried, and rightnow it just keeps happening....people are just pissing me off....if you have to ask and know im going to get pissy and be pissed at you...then why do it...thanks for leaving me out once again where i feel like shit....im used to being left out though, i mean i was all summer, and even if i didnt get left out i dont make my own choices so it doesnt fucking matter.
i love coming home because im having more and more fun spending time with my family, but i just think about being at my apartment or in dekalb because i feel like if im not there always things going on that i hate and i cant control i feel like people are going to disrespect what i feel and do what they want because they think they can....and i cant even talk to anyone about it anymore, because they are all fuckin doing what they preach about other people doing....and yea maybe its not as much but its still doing it....so how can i respect you when at the hint of it you go running, and there i am...always left to fend for myself...standing alone in a room full of people...
and i miss the boy who makes me smile....and as the tears run down my face i stop....
so its been a long time since ive just sat down and cried, and rightnow it just keeps happening....people are just pissing me off....if you have to ask and know im going to get pissy and be pissed at you...then why do it...thanks for leaving me out once again where i feel like shit....im used to being left out though, i mean i was all summer, and even if i didnt get left out i dont make my own choices so it doesnt fucking matter.
i love coming home because im having more and more fun spending time with my family, but i just think about being at my apartment or in dekalb because i feel like if im not there always things going on that i hate and i cant control i feel like people are going to disrespect what i feel and do what they want because they think they can....and i cant even talk to anyone about it anymore, because they are all fuckin doing what they preach about other people doing....and yea maybe its not as much but its still doing it....so how can i respect you when at the hint of it you go running, and there i am...always left to fend for myself...standing alone in a room full of people...
and i miss the boy who makes me smile....and as the tears run down my face i stop....