This living of mine sucks. It goes up and down and back up again. My head is spinning. I don't know what to do.
I try to do my best. I do what makes me happy. I try to keep positive. And what's more, I police everyone to make sure they never feel alone. To make sure they are doing ok.
But these past couple days...who asked me how I was? Who made sure I was not alone? I don't know what else to do. It seems there is never time for my problems. Like they don't exist, or they are not as meaningful as others.
I don't want to be all emo, and "noone cares about me". But the truth is I am hurting. I am hurting more and more and there is no-one to help me out. Just me. Always me.
I try to do my best. I do what makes me happy. I try to keep positive. And what's more, I police everyone to make sure they never feel alone. To make sure they are doing ok.
But these past couple days...who asked me how I was? Who made sure I was not alone? I don't know what else to do. It seems there is never time for my problems. Like they don't exist, or they are not as meaningful as others.
I don't want to be all emo, and "noone cares about me". But the truth is I am hurting. I am hurting more and more and there is no-one to help me out. Just me. Always me.
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