VENT VENT VENT VENT
I just don't understand.
And the less we talk, the more it builds up inside.
I'm wondering what I've done to deserve this.
I'm wondering where I went wrong.
I'm wondering why you won't make time for me.
I'm wondering why I'm so fucked up.
Maybe that's why you want nothing to do with me anymore.
This is not a cry for help. This is not a cry to change.
This is just it. This is becoming my breaking point.
When no one initiates contact first, I am always left to do so.
I haven't, six months. I guess I have to keep waiting for someone to actually care enough
to be with me. To take a day out of their beautifully happy, fulfilling life, and maybe my mind
goes off on tangents, but what am I supposed to think when its been six months and you
keep saying we'll get together, we'll do something, yet you never initiate anything.
I AM SO TIRED OF TRUSTING PEOPLE WITH MY FEELINGS.
they use everything that I have been in the past to use against me in the future
you wouldn't even know who I am now
I'm practically a stranger
I am the only one who wants this friendship
But I'll drown before I ever BEG for your attention again
I cannot count how many times this has happened in my life, and I'm SICK of it
I don't know why I'M BEING PUNISHED
BUT MY SOUL KEEPS SCREAMING, AND I DON'T KNOW WHAT ELSE TO DO
ITHURTSITHURTSITHURTS BUT I DON'T CARE
VENT VENT VENT VENT