I keep pushing people away, but deep inside, I wish someone wouldn't let me. But they all do. They all leave without even thinking about it. And I always end up alone. And it hurts so much.
Everybody always leaves me, everybody always goes away. I'm alone in the darkness, I'm lonely. Therefore, I'll never tell someone I need them again. If I tell you I need you, do not take it lightly. I do everything I can to never have to depend on anyone, to never show weakness, and if I say I need you, it means I'm trusting you to catch me when I fall.
I made it for a while. But I suck. I'm sorry. I can't make it anymore. I'm broken again. And you know what? I don't deal with shit well. I sit in my bed. Crying. Hiccuping. Alone all because you don't really care about me and when I'm done, I write to people I don't even know, sharing my shit ass story thinking that if you wont care, at least they do. Yet that doesn't stop me. The blood dripping is beautiful.
