Nobody is perfect.
I am not perfect.
I feel useless.
Things not going right.
I can't do anything, I just sit there and cry.
Things happen because of me.
My careless.
Some little thing you asked me to do, I can't do it.
I thought I'm helping you, but I'm troubling you.
I had my emo swing.
Things you say and do, it does touch me.
It hurts me.
You might not realize it.
Or its just me being over sensitive.
I am like the other girls.
Wanted to be loved, care and pampered.
I said harsh words when I am angry.
And after that, I'll regret.
Blaming myself for acting like a kid.
I should be more understanding and act maturely.
I am trying...and learning...
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