Walking through these empty halls I wonder. I just wonder when you will realize how much pain you put me in. I wonder when you'll realize the about of tears I spilled, and the amount of nights I wasted-- waste thinking if you. I just wish you understand how much I love you. Can't you just think about it? Just a little thought. I spend my time loving you instead of myself. I can't wait till you find out everything...the amount of heartaches I face whenever I see you smile, or how fast my heartbeat increases just standing next to you.
Oh, don't even get me started with the neglect...How long will you do this? Make me look like shit no matter where I go. People make rumors because of you.
"She's such a slut I swear."
"She's a 100% attention whore."
No, I'm not. I dont fuck guys. I don't fuck with peoples emotions. How can I if I only pay attention to one person. A person that doesn't know jack shit about me, and I know I'll regret loving. Why do I always do this to myself? Why do I always wonder about things I know will never happen?
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Depressing Notes
PoetryI will write all of my depressing notes in here. Please understand that you are not perfect and that you don't need to be perfect in life just to be happy. I update when i'm depressed. Thank you for reading this and leave a comment if you understand...