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Nothing that I say or do, will be good enough to make you happy. I'm always the one that is lost, and looking back on the past. Wishing that it would be the same. I threw away great chances to be happy, and it's all just a waste of time. Pondering the past, is making things harder to move onto the future. It's all stuck in my mind and I'm going insane.
I wish that life would go back to my childhood years. When things weren't so fucked up and I didn't have to care about my emotions and feelings towards people. I miss the days where I could care less about what I was doing, and get in trouble for playing in the mud. Dancing in the rain like a butterfly lost in the wind. Always picking up mysterious things and making up stories of being Cinderella.
But now, life is so troublesome. Never knowing what the next day will bring. Always thinking of the bad and never the good. Sleeping in a world full of hate and abuse. Never again can you trust someone that was once close to you. Never again can you feel the power of freedom.
Hopefully the days will be full of life. Full of dreams that people want. We follow each other like lost little puppies. Trying to find our way home, for someone that will love us and take care of us. Never sure of what we want or who we want to be. Telling each other lies just to get our way. Pushing family to the side so we can be happy and selfish. Never giving a care in the world for our thoughts. Never thinking of others and how they feel. Ripping our hearts out, one sentence at a time.
So go and love the ones you hate. And push the ones that you love farther away. It will be the biggest mistake you've made. And you'll love every minute of it.
--Monica
I wish that life would go back to my childhood years. When things weren't so fucked up and I didn't have to care about my emotions and feelings towards people. I miss the days where I could care less about what I was doing, and get in trouble for playing in the mud. Dancing in the rain like a butterfly lost in the wind. Always picking up mysterious things and making up stories of being Cinderella.
But now, life is so troublesome. Never knowing what the next day will bring. Always thinking of the bad and never the good. Sleeping in a world full of hate and abuse. Never again can you trust someone that was once close to you. Never again can you feel the power of freedom.
Hopefully the days will be full of life. Full of dreams that people want. We follow each other like lost little puppies. Trying to find our way home, for someone that will love us and take care of us. Never sure of what we want or who we want to be. Telling each other lies just to get our way. Pushing family to the side so we can be happy and selfish. Never giving a care in the world for our thoughts. Never thinking of others and how they feel. Ripping our hearts out, one sentence at a time.
So go and love the ones you hate. And push the ones that you love farther away. It will be the biggest mistake you've made. And you'll love every minute of it.
--Monica