I don't believe in wishing, and I don't believe that there's someone out there protecting us all. Because I still cry every night and its like a nightmare every single day.
Is it because I'm not pretty enough?
Is it because I'm not kind enough?
Is it because I can't do things well enough?
Is it because I'm too sensitive?
Is it because I'm so sick of things that keep repeating itself but nothing gets solved?
I hope life is drawn in pencil, because I feel like erasing myself off every page that consists of me right now. Then everything would be okay.
Right? :(
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