It bugs me because some people don't realise how lucky they truly are.

Don't you think its funny how it all works out?

I've been there, done that, and I'm never going back.

Why does it always eem that you and I go between some kind of love and hate? One minute it seems right next a big big fight what a confusing state.

You don't understand how unbelieveably scary it is trying to please you.

The truth is I would talk, but I really have nothing left to say.

Its so hard to talk to you because I never know what your thinking.

So let me get this straight... it's okay when you do something and its a joke, but when I do it its always serious right? Ugh I wish you could just understand me.

It's the same old stupid sotry everytime, and I'm ready for a new one.

Crying my eyes out
Having an awful time.
All my friends are leaving.
Nothing is fine.
Great things are gone.
Everyone is starting to move on.
Change...