Tuesday, 22 January 2013

hurt .

sometimes, i'd rather not be home .
can i get a ride on the rollercoaster ? 
and sometimes, i feel so unloved, so insignificant .
i utterly hate it when people don't tell me straight in my face whatever they wna say .and i  only receive the intended message via another person .

and yes, please don't treat me like a rubbish bin .
stop throwing whatever you all don't want to me .

why's the goodness always taken for granted .sigh .or am i just that bad ?never good enough .






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