I want to quit too. I want to say fuck it all I am over this shit and you too. I am through with the disrespect. Taking care of all this shit too. Frustrated with the bills and crap I suffer through. Taking care of this taking care of that why must I deal with that too? You the only one in your feelings? Do mine not count? Does my title make me not important? Am I supposed to take everything you push out? Just because you trying to figure shit out? What point did I become the target for residential mess? At what moment did you decide i should take all the stress?
Newsflash a day ago a night away and what do you know? I am over all this let me get to the door. Hurt goes many ways and you should know just because its your turn doesnt mean its okay to go at my throat.
Im tired too. Sometimes it is my heart that you break in two. Three four five six seven pieces. I cry no one even hear my distress. You feel alone? How do you think I feel? Over and over again rejected when my love is past real? Im hurting too. You need to know someone else is affected by what you thought affected just you.
No comments:
Post a Comment