one bad thing after another keeps happening and theres nothing i can fucking do about it.
who am i, when no ones watching? a teenager with a damaged soul. who am i when everyones watching? a nervous shy wreck.
sometimes i miss them and sometimes i don’t. either way it hurts like hell. my best friend? a cold bitch who disappeared after i stood up for myself.
boyfriend? an asshole who only liked my body.
friends? thought i was a slut.
family? hate me all together.
i don’t belong here. i belong where its cold, and the city is always awake.
people always tell me i look sad and tired. i come up with an excuse. i am sad and tired.
the lights are fading and so am i.