how am i really?
im tired ....
tired of the way im treated
tired of always being the one left lonely
tired of always crying myself to sleep at night
tired of waiting for someone to actually care about me
tired of not being taken seriously
tired of always being the wheels
tired of always being last
tired of shit not working out
tired of trying to fix shit when its broken
tired of being lied to
tired of trying to please everyone
tried of trying my hardest and never getting no where
i feel like a loser
i feel im a worthless peice of nothing
i feel like i shouldnt even be alive
but im thankful to god that i am
i dont have money
i dont have a job
i dont have a car
and i dont have a real honest relationship
im only 19
and my generation is so materialistic
that if you dont have somthing going for you
then you dont have anything
i have different values
i have different dreams
but with the way the world is
those two things
mean nothing
i used to bask in my own beauty
until guys became attracted to me
now im really ugly
or at least thats how society
sees me.
i am scared
scared to love
scared to be happy
scared to become dependent
scared to do most things honestly
because im so used to everything failing
i want my own.
something,and some one to myself
but everything is either taken from me or lost
and no body really wants to stay with me
im so used to being called beautiful
that i cry tears of pain and missery
i keep thinking what is wrong with me
why am i always the one left
always the one who cant focus
always the one emotionally heart
always the one left in the dirt
how can someone say im so beautiful when
no one really sees me
still i try to be seen by one
i want to love only one
and cherish only one
and be with only one
yet i am the only one
whos still walking down lonely roads with no one to protect me
i want to feel needed
i want to feel wanted,and appericated
i want to feel protected by the one i want to love,cherish,and protect
im tired of starting everything over,and over,and,over again
wondering when will the cycle end
i just want one somebody to spend all of my time with
someone that motivates me when im stressed
someone who helps me when im depressed
i just want someone to wipe all of my tears away
someone willing to work with me
though all my struggles
take away all my old pain
i just want to be loved completely
and love that one person completely
but my life will never be like that
as a matter of fact
everything that i just said is all
botteled up
in the back of my head.
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