It seems as if no matter what I do, how hard I try, it'll just never be enough. I loathe doing all the things I do to make things right and better only to look around and realize that I'm standing out on the limb all by myself. When will it be my turn? When will you put ME first, as I've always put you? Why am the only one that ever cares? Is ever hurt and affected?
I gotta stop caring. It's not making things better, and I can't do this anymore. I can't keep up this charade with you. I never play games I can't win, so I have to stop playing. When you look up I'll be gone.
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