I'll keep you my dirty little secret... dirty little secret....
So yeah.
That's what I feel like... more or less.
Maybe not the dirty part.
Well, that depends on who I'm talking about.
Nevertheless, why is it that people can't be proud to call me a confidant or a good friend or a lover or.. whatever.
Some can.
I feel un-appreciated by a few people.
The constant that I am is apparently nothing more than something that is (apparently) to be expected of me.
Losing my mind, can't keep it inside; I'll figure it out, it's just a matter of time...
Sigh.
That's what I feel like... more or less.
Maybe not the dirty part.
Well, that depends on who I'm talking about.
Nevertheless, why is it that people can't be proud to call me a confidant or a good friend or a lover or.. whatever.
Some can.
I feel un-appreciated by a few people.
The constant that I am is apparently nothing more than something that is (apparently) to be expected of me.
Losing my mind, can't keep it inside; I'll figure it out, it's just a matter of time...
Sigh.