If someone asked me how I feel. I would say that I'm alone and hurt. But why? Because I'm missing you. But to miss someone you would have to have had them and thats something I have never had the chance to do. Why? Because it's me and it's you. Two completely different worlds. Yours so amazing, knowing what you want and all the things behind it. Never have questioned the way you have lived your life. Then theres me. A mess of insecurities because I still don't know who I really am. All I have ever wanted is to be normal. But to be normal, you have to follow the crowd. Partying, drinking, smoking and drugs, thats what everyone does right? But does it actually make me happy, it really never has been about being happy. It's about being accepted. I have so many dreams, but there are so many people standing in my way. So yeah if you ask me how I'm doing. Well baby I'm still missing you.
