Does it ever end?
Like, when you're waiting for life to get better, does it? Does it ever? Because honestly I've been waiting about 1 year and 4 months. Everyday, I'm alone. And I can't be with people because I feel uncomfortable being MYSELF.. I HATE BEING ME. Fuck. I wish I had a family. Why does everyone else get one? I hate being me so much I just want to be somebody else. It's like, I don't want to be alone, I want to be left alone. That's an Audrey Hepburn quote you know. I have so much responsibility put on me, but no happiness.
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