Is it called my life? I don't know if i can carry on.I don't need ur criticize,I don't need u to tell me how to deal with my life.And i am not begging for ur praise.I have my own thought and i can tell bad to gd.I am not kid anymore.
I don't know y u are all so weird.maybe i am weird myself.
I am not mean to be sensitive.I just want to make things better.I doubt if the world like me .i doubt if god likes me.i doubt if u like me.i doubt if me inside like me.i doubt...
I tried to be optimistic and i tried to smile to life ,i tried to not to escape ,i don't wanna all day complaining.I don't know wot make me feel so low,i find my life is meaningless and everyday is a nightmare.I hate repeat .
when u figure out that no one understands u ,even the person u living together or u meeting always.I tell myself to be strong again and again.sometimes i just need to complain then go on living.I don't mean to disappoint u .
♥sometimes i get so weird.i even freak myself out.i laugh myself to sleep.it's my lullaby.sometimes i drive so fast.just to feel the danger.i wanna scream.it makes me feel alive.is it enough to love?is it enough to breath?somebody rip my heart out and leave me here to bleed.is it enough to die?somebody save my life. i'd rather be anything but ordinary please.to walk within the lines.would make my life so boring. i want to know that i have been to the extreme .so knock me off my feets.come on now give it to me.anything to make me feel alive.let down your defences. use no common sense.if you look you will see that this world is a beautiful.accident turbulent suculent.opulent permanent, no way.i wanna taste it .don't wanna waste it away,sometimes i get so weird.i even freak myself out.i laugh my self to sleep it's my lullaby .is it enough?♥
