I feel...
Alone.
Terribly utterly beside myself with emotion.
I dont know whats going on.
Im turning into the person I was in Feb.
I dont want it to happen.
I cant stop it.
Its like a monster.
It slept.
But its back.
Only worse.
Because Im pushing away.
Im growing apart.
I dont know what to do.
I need help,
but I dont know where to get it.
I need to know everything is going to be ok.
Because I think it will.
But Im not sure..
I need to work on that.
My surity..
My security as well..
I dont know what to do..And this is the only place I have to say it..idk..
Go ahead and call me emo, talk about me behind my back, I know you already do, its no big secret. Go ahead and pretend your worried to my face, just so you can immediately go and tell your friends whats wrong with me and how much I whine about things that shouldnt matter. Go ahead and tell me to cheer up because you think thats what you're supposed to do. Go ahead and walk away, shaking your head because you dont know what to say because you think Im too far gone. Go ahead and tell yourself you wont really miss me if we drift apart, because we have and its over. Go ahead and pretend you dont see the tears that fall down my face, because you dont want to face up to the fact that its you Im crying about. Go ahead and forget you ever read this because in the end, its just me, being Kaitlyn, and of course, like always, I'll be back to the cheery person I am in a few days, or at least back to pretending..whatever..Go ahead, make assumptions...
Terribly utterly beside myself with emotion.
I dont know whats going on.
Im turning into the person I was in Feb.
I dont want it to happen.
I cant stop it.
Its like a monster.
It slept.
But its back.
Only worse.
Because Im pushing away.
Im growing apart.
I dont know what to do.
I need help,
but I dont know where to get it.
I need to know everything is going to be ok.
Because I think it will.
But Im not sure..
I need to work on that.
My surity..
My security as well..
I dont know what to do..And this is the only place I have to say it..idk..
Go ahead and call me emo, talk about me behind my back, I know you already do, its no big secret. Go ahead and pretend your worried to my face, just so you can immediately go and tell your friends whats wrong with me and how much I whine about things that shouldnt matter. Go ahead and tell me to cheer up because you think thats what you're supposed to do. Go ahead and walk away, shaking your head because you dont know what to say because you think Im too far gone. Go ahead and tell yourself you wont really miss me if we drift apart, because we have and its over. Go ahead and pretend you dont see the tears that fall down my face, because you dont want to face up to the fact that its you Im crying about. Go ahead and forget you ever read this because in the end, its just me, being Kaitlyn, and of course, like always, I'll be back to the cheery person I am in a few days, or at least back to pretending..whatever..Go ahead, make assumptions...