it was already bad to begin with.
and you just had to make it worse.
and the truth is, i dont even know if they are talking about me.
i hate it when i read tweets that sound like they're talking about me,
but i have no idea if it's really me!! so mindfucking! :(
if it's just one single person, i would just be nasty.
but now when it sounds like everyone is talking about me, im gna crumble.
i hate being so paranoid, neurotic and oversensitive.
Eyes glistening with fear. Rolling down, a single tear.
i dont wna cry. not anymore.
but it's too hard for me to contain them anymore.
i feel like everyone hates me.
or that im the subject of their bitching session.
i cant stand it when someone hates me.
esp those that i care for dearly.
someone please come along and take it away..
hate is a tiring and never-ending battle.
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