all of my fears came true.
my shameful anger always turns into a much more mild-mannered, uncontrollable darkness and seclusion.
i'm a complete fuck-up with a bitter past.
i don't want a single person's pity sympathy; i just want someone to fucking understand.
i want someone to understand my side of each story; i want someone to understand where i come from and why.
i want someone to realize why i have made the decisions that i so made.
i cannot take this amount of pressure and i cannot do all that is asked of me when my ankles are tied to this unbreakable chain held together by fears and nightmares and regret and the constant looming glare from all around me.
those of you with your false alliances and your fabricated lies: you all count for nothing; you are prevaricators and deceivers, hell-bent on ripping out the wings of those around you just to watch them fall to the ground.
all that i say at this point is repetitious.
i'm a fucking broken record.
i'm fucking meaningless.
i'm a complete fuck-up with a bitter past.
i don't want a single person's pity sympathy; i just want someone to fucking understand.
i want someone to understand my side of each story; i want someone to understand where i come from and why.
i want someone to realize why i have made the decisions that i so made.
i cannot take this amount of pressure and i cannot do all that is asked of me when my ankles are tied to this unbreakable chain held together by fears and nightmares and regret and the constant looming glare from all around me.
those of you with your false alliances and your fabricated lies: you all count for nothing; you are prevaricators and deceivers, hell-bent on ripping out the wings of those around you just to watch them fall to the ground.
all that i say at this point is repetitious.
i'm a fucking broken record.
i'm fucking meaningless.