Its not good, nothing i took tons of time on.. a minute or two really. its just what im feeling and i wanted to write it down if it made sense to anyone else or not.
I don't understand my behavior.
i want to be happy.
yet I've stopped striving for it.
i just sit back&watch my childhood
pass on by..
i don't want this for myself.
but I'm stuck in so deep..
i need someones help to give me joy of living this life..
nobody ever comes,or really sees..
am i waiting for someone to come along and give me a purpose?
why do i do this to myself.
in the end of all bad situations..
it seems to be my own fault for being so lost in this world.
all in all.. i know nobody's ever going to come, so why do i keep waiting?
i don't understand me at all.
i wish i could just stop how i am,
stop thinking the way i do,
start over..
but for some reason, i can't.
somebody give me life for I'm not really alive.. I've been dead for so long, give me purpose, give me an answer, give me love.
