Just Be
I just want to be home, in my bed, and curled up in a blanket. I just want to cry and sleep. I'm in my depressive state in the constant battle of being bipolar.
All I can think about is the drama with my friend and her boyfriend, whom happen to be my roommates.
Tonight I have to go see my parents, and I get to feel like the child who is such a disappointment. I keep fucking up, and then I have to go to them to bail me out. On the other hand my brother is successful, happily married, and has a baby on the way. I was the child that got good grades and had ambitions. He was the opposite.
It's weird how things turn out.
All I can think about is the drama with my friend and her boyfriend, whom happen to be my roommates.
Tonight I have to go see my parents, and I get to feel like the child who is such a disappointment. I keep fucking up, and then I have to go to them to bail me out. On the other hand my brother is successful, happily married, and has a baby on the way. I was the child that got good grades and had ambitions. He was the opposite.
It's weird how things turn out.