Maybe we're fading..
Or it was never real to begin with.
It always felt to good to be true...
Or maybe I wasn't good enough, I'm never no good.
Maybe I wasn't ready, I'm never ready.
Sometimes I think what's the point of living if bad stuff just keeps happening..
I feel like it's happening purposely.
Crying over it, can't make it any better, crying only works for babies. And I'm far from a baby.
Maybe I'm just overreacting but how is that, when I never reacted in the first place?
I don't understand.. I'm conufused.. Mann it's whatever, but you gotta hold on. but i think you already let go.
Dude maybe I shouldn't let my feelings show.
This is basically my journal. The journal of a misunderstood/Clueless/Emotional teenager..
About Me.!! =] ♥
- AnonymousGirl
- I like to think alott! Thats the only thing we have private to ourselves. You dont have to share your thoughts with no one. Their yours!! I'm 15 years ikd, and I like to be me,I think..?? I don't know what that is though. I'm exploring and trying to find out what's me? I'm confused. I like different things. Especially art, writing, and reading. Maybe I should paint a moral and and see what I make..! =]
are you talking about Malcolm?
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