Might As Well
I'm so sick and tired of being me. I just can't... I can't do what people want. I can't make everyone happy and that's all I want. Is for everyone to be happy. IT KILLS ME that I can't. And ya know what... all this time while I'm busting my ass trying to fix things, I realize things won't ever be like that becuz we don't live in a perfect world with perfect people who get along. God only knows how bad I want things to be perfect. No one's perfect... no life is perfect... there's always those bumps in the road that you have to shift into 4 wheel drive and overcome. I seem to be stuck on one of those bumps and my car doesn't happen to have 4 wheel drive. So excuse me for being an emotional mess... i can't help it.