Incomplete
I swore I'd never listen to the backstreet boys again, and yet, one of their songs describes me so perfectly right now. Incomplete. cause without him i am incomplete. I was happy, well as happy as i can get when my hearts breaking, until i realised he just wasn't talking to me. i thought maybe he would have but who am i kidding? i wudnt be surprised if he hated me. i wrote him an email. n he obviously hated it. otherwise he wud b talking to me. I really feel like running away. but i have no money. I just wanna get away from everyone and everything. I feel like all i'm doing is causing bother cuz of my broken heart. i feel like i have no-one. everyone else is too busy with their own lives and i guess its my fault for making paul my whole life, now they'v forgotten me. I just wanna die. well, in the words of robbie "I don't wanna die, but I aint keen on living either" I wanna be with paul. I don't want him to hate me for loving him. I wanna be with paul. I'm fed up of crying. I just wish he'd talk to me!
but who am i kidding? god doesnt listen to my pleas. he duznt listen to my wishes. wishes dont come true. and dreams are for rookies.
I hate my life. and I haven't spoken those words in a long time. I HATE MY LIFE. No-one would miss me if I were gone.
but who am i kidding? god doesnt listen to my pleas. he duznt listen to my wishes. wishes dont come true. and dreams are for rookies.
I hate my life. and I haven't spoken those words in a long time. I HATE MY LIFE. No-one would miss me if I were gone.