just one of those days...ya know?
i hate this feeling, the feeling that everything is hopeless
everything you want you can't have right now
you just want someone to talk to
someone thats going to listen
and then i can try and take my mind off of things
but there's no one there
and then i get embarrased because i'm starting to cry
and i'm trying to ask myself whats wrong and why am i doing this.
Telling myself to hurry up and wipe those tears away
because i don't want daddy or mommy to see and then start asking questions.
as though them seeing me cry would be just as bad as them walking in on me fucking some guy on top of the kitchem table on my granmothers tablecloth.
and then i sit here and stare at the computer hopeing someone is going to pop up
and then that will give me a chance to vent my dirty little problems, but i don't want to because they don't wanna hear it
i'm acting clingy
i'm acting desperate
the feelings will pass, i know
i'll be myself before i know it, not my complete self but close enough.
The only thing i can compare the feeling to is just breaking up with your boyfriend and and you so desperatly want to fall asleep, so you can forget about everything thats happened but your stomach hurts and you just lay there crying, and you can't fall asleep because your crying and your crying because you can't fall asleep and before you know it it's 4 in the morning and your just sitting there thinkning.
The worst though is when u wake up in the morning thinking everything is fine and then it hits u like a ton of bricks...i hope i don't wake up tomorrow like that.
everything you want you can't have right now
you just want someone to talk to
someone thats going to listen
and then i can try and take my mind off of things
but there's no one there
and then i get embarrased because i'm starting to cry
and i'm trying to ask myself whats wrong and why am i doing this.
Telling myself to hurry up and wipe those tears away
because i don't want daddy or mommy to see and then start asking questions.
as though them seeing me cry would be just as bad as them walking in on me fucking some guy on top of the kitchem table on my granmothers tablecloth.
and then i sit here and stare at the computer hopeing someone is going to pop up
and then that will give me a chance to vent my dirty little problems, but i don't want to because they don't wanna hear it
i'm acting clingy
i'm acting desperate
the feelings will pass, i know
i'll be myself before i know it, not my complete self but close enough.
The only thing i can compare the feeling to is just breaking up with your boyfriend and and you so desperatly want to fall asleep, so you can forget about everything thats happened but your stomach hurts and you just lay there crying, and you can't fall asleep because your crying and your crying because you can't fall asleep and before you know it it's 4 in the morning and your just sitting there thinkning.
The worst though is when u wake up in the morning thinking everything is fine and then it hits u like a ton of bricks...i hope i don't wake up tomorrow like that.