A bad night.
I am tired of being the girl next door. The girl who is always the best buddy, but never the girl worth dreaming about. Despite it all, despite all the affirmations of loving feelings and good sentiments, I can't believe what I'm hearing. I am finally getting everything I dreamed about for four endless years, but due to my stubborn moral fiber, I can't enjoy it.
Lying, sneaking, cheating...what is it? What do I need to do in order to change? I can't change him, so I can try changing myself, right?
And no matter what, I know I sound like a complete wack. I know what is right and what is wrong. I know that I should not change for anyone or anything. How? Well, I've been telling myself that for years. It's been a sort of mantra.
Oh, babbling never got me anything in the past, so what could it possibly do for me now? I'm an adult. I'm college bound and ready for a new life. I should not be worrying my "pretty little head" over such trivial matters as boys and dating and being happy.
Cynical much?
Lying, sneaking, cheating...what is it? What do I need to do in order to change? I can't change him, so I can try changing myself, right?
And no matter what, I know I sound like a complete wack. I know what is right and what is wrong. I know that I should not change for anyone or anything. How? Well, I've been telling myself that for years. It's been a sort of mantra.
Oh, babbling never got me anything in the past, so what could it possibly do for me now? I'm an adult. I'm college bound and ready for a new life. I should not be worrying my "pretty little head" over such trivial matters as boys and dating and being happy.
Cynical much?