Why the hell do I do this shit to my self.
I want to call, or say how I feel, but I can not.
Talking, to those who know me, about my frustrations, makes me feel...
I want to call, or say how I feel, but I can not.
Talking, to those who know me, about my frustrations, makes me feel...
I can't explain it.
Guessing how I make others feel...
Guessing how I make others feel...
I pay for it with no sleep.
It's like a weird masochistic turn-on,
to put myself through this hell.
It never fails.
Some know...
Few stay and break through the walls that I have made.
For those who are by my side, never leave!
You are truly LOVED much more then you'll ever know!
For those who are by my side, never leave!
You are truly LOVED much more then you'll ever know!
1 Comments:
oh...girlie...ya know i love u. i am up too right at this moment. i am looking at the time this is posted and it is within minutes of my clock. U know u can always call me..i am always up late late late.
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