yesterday was fantastic, today is disastrous.
see? what did i say, for every good thing, there is also a worse one.
how true.
i'm filled with dread.
this isn't something i would have chosen,
never in a million years, would i have chosen this.
but you chose it for me.
who would have thought of it?
i feel like running away, but that won't help a bit.
you want me to be something i'm not, but i can't.
i never will be like that, i just can't.
i wish i could talk to someone.
sometimes i feel my feelings aren't valued anymore.
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