I'm really fucking angry ,I'm torn and feel defeated .it's never my nature to say give up but if tried and tried I feel like my life is planned with the worst in mind. I can't stop having moments of frustration and emotional destruction .I can admit I think I'm reaching a breaking point .I never in my world thought I would ever feel what I'm feeling .
Being single could be a part of my problem but being myself is a part of the first problem . So as I'm laying down writing how I feel,bluntly, no poems or anything ,I keep wondering is it worth it ?
Is it fair for myself ? Is it fair that I put up with such buildup ?is it ok to live the way I'm living ? It's an everyday situation and it's literally showing
I don't feel as alone as I used too
I don't care as much in some situations
And all I want to do is fuck do drugs, Listen and make music , do artwork and inspire
I think my dreams are slowly coming true
The problem is , my dreams were never about myself
I really wonder who took the time to read this , I should buy you lunch and hope my card doesn't get declined because my life likes to fuck me like that randomly
The day that girl comes along
I hope she knows what sacrifice means
I'm done falling apart alone
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