Good People
I love that feeling; the one I get when someone is genuinely nice to me... Guys, girls, it's nice.
I'm in one of those moods today where I could just burst into tears, but that wouldn't be right... I wouldn't do it. Not these days anyway.
I wish there was someone I could really confide in still, but that last person ruined any remaning trust I had left, but hey, best friends... Or in her case, girlfriends too... They come and go.
I hate the way I sit here in my room and listen to all the abuse I'm getting from downstairs, it's horrible... Why are some people so nasty? The slighest little thing and she blows up, she never ever should of had children... And as for that wanker of a bloke, well.
All I want is to be able to come home at the end of the working day and like get ready to go out, or chill at home in a nice warm feeling atmosphere... I hate arguments and fighting all the time, and being called everyname under the sun for no reason. It's really not be causing this... I've never had any problems anywhere else.
Being here like this reduces me to a total low.
More than ever before, I've got to get out... But I've no means of doing it, no money... Because it's all payed out on rent here to be treated like a cunt. No more.
I wish I could touch you again...
.x.NEVER GIVE UP.x.
I'm in one of those moods today where I could just burst into tears, but that wouldn't be right... I wouldn't do it. Not these days anyway.
I wish there was someone I could really confide in still, but that last person ruined any remaning trust I had left, but hey, best friends... Or in her case, girlfriends too... They come and go.
I hate the way I sit here in my room and listen to all the abuse I'm getting from downstairs, it's horrible... Why are some people so nasty? The slighest little thing and she blows up, she never ever should of had children... And as for that wanker of a bloke, well.
All I want is to be able to come home at the end of the working day and like get ready to go out, or chill at home in a nice warm feeling atmosphere... I hate arguments and fighting all the time, and being called everyname under the sun for no reason. It's really not be causing this... I've never had any problems anywhere else.
Being here like this reduces me to a total low.
More than ever before, I've got to get out... But I've no means of doing it, no money... Because it's all payed out on rent here to be treated like a cunt. No more.
I wish I could touch you again...
.x.NEVER GIVE UP.x.