I battle depression, try and pretend like I don't worry about what people think, and just attempt to get through the day.
I manage everything by writing, drawing and working out.
I'm here to share my journey.
I came home today and cried because I know it’s the end
I came home today and cried because I lost one of my best friends.
I came home today and cried just I just feel lost.
I came home today and cried because I know there’s no going back.
Today I cry, tomorrow I die.
I came home today and cried.
I’m not the girl they fall in love with, I never am. I’m just there until something better comes along.
People get bored of me because I really hav nothing to offer. I’m not stunningly beautiful, I almost always say the wrong thing and i often times am just straight up boring.
I guess it’s easy to just accept this and move on but I don’t want to.
I want to find someone that cares and is sweet to me and will stick around.
Until then I’m just a place holder.
My life has a way of letting things get to a point where I’m happy and then it just fucks me over.
Is it possible to just let me be happy for a little?