1st Face with Realization
I've come to realize that people change...and not necessarily for the good, either. It's as if one minute you have great friends to back you up, then you have absolutely nothing there. Why is it? Who the hell knows. The only people they care about is themselves anyways, or their older so-called "friends" who will talk behind their back in the next, oh, say ten seconds. I know they changed, and I know I may have changed as well, but for whom? Myself, or them? The people I learned to never trust based on instinct. Whatever it may be, will hopefully end in the next coming years. School is about to end, so that's a plus. Hopefully it's just a phase that will end shortly...
I know it's wrong to put everyone else before myself, but that's the way I am. I make sure to please everyone and anyone before I make myself satisfied. I want the need to feel wanted and accept, just as everyone else, but I feel like I long for it much, much more than most people. I guess in order to find out who my true friends are, I have to find out what I want and who I am.
I know it's wrong to put everyone else before myself, but that's the way I am. I make sure to please everyone and anyone before I make myself satisfied. I want the need to feel wanted and accept, just as everyone else, but I feel like I long for it much, much more than most people. I guess in order to find out who my true friends are, I have to find out what I want and who I am.