2017/12/18

People only seem to care once it’s too late. I’m sorry ****** for not trying to know you. I couldn’t have stopped you but maybe I could’ve made you have a good laugh once at least. The others I can’t name just yet. I’m so sorry. I’m sorry you felt this way. I’m sorry you felt so low. I’m sorry we’re so cruel and give you expectations. You have to wonder why we still feel this way. What’s wrong with the world? Why can’t we get better? Why do we cling to a hope so false? I want to be happy. I want there to be more than this. I can’t believe this. No one is happy. I want to tattoo myself, if I make it. I can’t think about this. I can’t. It keeps coming back and I don’t want it. How can I be okay? 

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