I Never Cease to Disappoint Myself
It never ends. This endless cycle of hope and disappointment. Never before has hope been such a razor, deep in my fucking heart. I have never felt such anquish for hoping before in my life. This situation doesn't seem to be getting better, and I don't know if it ever will.
Nothing seems to keep my mind off of what was said. I don't know why this was said, and I'm not sure I want to. It sends me into a state of disarray everytime I think about it.
Knowing what I know, I can see where this is going, and I don't like it at all. Not one fucking bit.
I need to stop doing this to myself, for my own good.
Nothing seems to keep my mind off of what was said. I don't know why this was said, and I'm not sure I want to. It sends me into a state of disarray everytime I think about it.
Knowing what I know, I can see where this is going, and I don't like it at all. Not one fucking bit.
I need to stop doing this to myself, for my own good.