I don't know where to say this. I just need to get my thoughts out.
I'm not happy. I'm hating my college and my classes. I hate being alone. I hate having no where to go. I feel trapped. Stuck inside my room 24 hours a day waiting for something to happen so I can leave. Waiting for someone to say hi to me so I don't lose contact with myself and the world.
I am so stressed and furious with bring so behind and failing. I have lost all patience. I am stuck in this loop of anger. I don't remember the last time I smiled.
I gave someone all of me, never felt like someone cared for me before and they crushed my hopes. Blew away all my trust I could give anyone.
I just want to run away. I try to play this stupid game so I can forget my pain. But my frustration explodes when I see us failing to get along and do what I know we can. When we fail to give eachother what we should.
I try to talk to people who I know have their own struggles. I know with my caring for them they'll feel better and maybe I can save them. It just feels like it never comes back to me.
I'd rather myself suffer to know others are okay. But I just want a break.
It feels like I'm trying to eat, but my plate is empty because I gave you my food. But I still wont ask for a bite because I know you want it.
Sorry for my tears, but maybe you'll tember them as love.
Goodbye.
I'm not happy. I'm hating my college and my classes. I hate being alone. I hate having no where to go. I feel trapped. Stuck inside my room 24 hours a day waiting for something to happen so I can leave. Waiting for someone to say hi to me so I don't lose contact with myself and the world.
I am so stressed and furious with bring so behind and failing. I have lost all patience. I am stuck in this loop of anger. I don't remember the last time I smiled.
I gave someone all of me, never felt like someone cared for me before and they crushed my hopes. Blew away all my trust I could give anyone.
I just want to run away. I try to play this stupid game so I can forget my pain. But my frustration explodes when I see us failing to get along and do what I know we can. When we fail to give eachother what we should.
I try to talk to people who I know have their own struggles. I know with my caring for them they'll feel better and maybe I can save them. It just feels like it never comes back to me.
I'd rather myself suffer to know others are okay. But I just want a break.
It feels like I'm trying to eat, but my plate is empty because I gave you my food. But I still wont ask for a bite because I know you want it.
Sorry for my tears, but maybe you'll tember them as love.
Goodbye.