And I'll borrow words from all my favourite paragraphs
To write a ballad while we say the things
To write a ballad while we say the things
We hope would mean the most to me
And each line is sent
I have found a new pages of hope for the days
when I fell like I've lost everything <3
Here we go again,
Same old, same old.
Despite what i've been saying,
I haven't changed at all,
I figured it out.
Im resorting back to what I always do when I'm scared or worried.
I lock myself away,
I pretend I'm Ill and stay off school,
I lie to my friends just to get a few minutes on my own.
I stop eating properly,
and try and change myself.
I mean it's not that I think I'm really fat or really ugly,
Its that I just come to the conclusion,
that changing the outside,
will change the inside.
Hense, the want to have my hair extensions in 24/7,
to have a fake lip ring,
to have false nails (miss chav)
to have massive loads of eyeliner on,
and black clothes to make me look slimmer.
I don't wanna do all this.
Half the time, I want all my eye make up taken off,
I want my short hair just tied up,
I want to slip into PJ's
and feel comfatable.
But i never bloody do.
I feel like I look like a tramp so I go do all my hair
and make-up just to go to bed.
I just hate facing the world atm.
I hate going out.
I hate going to school.
I hate getting up in the mornings to find I look exactly the same as I did last night.
Which is mostly because I don't sleep anymore,
I get up at five to do my hair + make-up until 6:30,
go back to bed for 15 minutes,
get dressed and then I'm knackered and just want to die LOL
over-exaggeration.
but you get the jist of it.
Plus it's like fucking death-stare-off at school.
Everyone hates each other,
and no-one wants to even bother saying Hey too one another.
I mean I had my two best friends.
That I've metioned in other blogs,
but as it stands,
I've only retained one of them.
The other seemed to change and move away,
So I now have no girl I can talk to about stuff,
and I just need someone stuff too.
I mean Drew, he's amazing,
But he's a guy,
I need a girl,
but she's blocked me out.
It's not even as if I was the cause for all this.
I just want this winter over.
I need this feeling over.
I need to feel good about myself again.
I need a really long talk.
I need someone to listen.
I need you.
well. seeya.
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