I can't stop messing up.
When I think I'm doing better and about to do something good, I always mess up and ruin everything. I never even know how. Its sad to think I'll try to do better but then slip up without knowing.
What if you could be perfect for someone, and be exactly what they wanted
You knew how but you couldn't because of reasons beyond your control
How sad.
I feel sick a lot.
I could never know..
To think, I thought you could only love me. What a fool I was, to think I had it all. To think I was actually good, and doing good.
Please tell me what is on your mind.
I want to tell you all my secrets about you.
But I can't until you say it.
For I am a coward.
