Spoke too soon...

Sep 23, 2005 23:19

You see a lot of those journal entries where all they do is make a big list of all these things they love or whatever, and I think that's really cool, but tonight, I'm not feeling that. Tonight, I'm taking that idea and adapting it to fit my mood, and frankly, being someone who's normally pretty upbeat, I feel like letting loose some built up hurt, therefore.... I will compose a list entitled "It hurts....":

It hurts when you give everything you have in you every night on stage, and no one even notices
It hurts when you do your best to be nice, and all the people you're nice to can do is rag on you
It hurts when your best friend is too busy to remember who you are
It hurts when you know that, after seeing a friend of yours, no girl will ever settle for you
It hurts when you realize that you aren't good enough to do what you love to do more than anything
It hurts when you go weeks without hearing someone say one good thing about you
It hurts that all the people that adored you in high school suddenly couldn't give a damn about you
It hurts that the drama department you worked your ass off for works it's proverbial ass off to forget you
It hurts knowing the best time of your life is behind you
It hurts when you know that the biggest thing holding you back from achieving your dream is a fuckin speech impediment
It hurts when you havent seen the most important person in the world to you in a month, and on one night when you actually could spend some time with her, all she can do is throw you a little pity invite, as if to say I'm anothing but a giant nuisance
It hurts when all the people that say they want to keep in touch "lose your number" as soon as they can
It hurts when people pop out of the woodwork to be your friend when they need something, but the second they've sucked you dry, they disappear
It hurts when you can't ever find a girlfriend, because when you're an ass, they want nothing to do with you, but when you're a sweetheart, they don't want to risk losing a friendship
It hurts standing in a room with dozens of people, and feeling positively alone
It hurts waking up every morning and wondering what you could have said or done differently to change where you are
It hurts having to sit back and watch your family get sicker and sicker, not be able to do a thing about it
It hurts when after all the people you've put before you every fucking day, no one could give a rat's ass about what you need or how you're hurting

But at the end of the day, it's refreshing knowing that Someone did care, Someone does listen... Someone did put you first, and nothing could ever take that away. God bless y'all.
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