melted

i admit my faults

yeah, maybe i spend too much time making friends. yeah, maybe i don't spend enough time working. yeah, maybe i don't drink enough water. yeah, maybe i drink my sorrows instead of spitting them out. yeah, maybe i am online too much. yeah, maybe i am unable to face what's in front of me. yeah, maybe i have too many commitments. yeah, maybe i'm scared of fully committing. yeah, maybe i dream too big. yeah, maybe i can't comprehend falling. yeah, maybe i am naive. yeah, maybe i haven't grown up. yeah, maybe i don't want to grow up. yeah, maybe i'll miss this house. yeah, maybe i'll miss knowing where home is. yeah, maybe i just want to have a home. yeah, maybe i'm too frugal. yeah, maybe i'm terrified of debt. yeah, maybe i have too much on my shoulders. yeah, maybe i have you weighing me down. yeah, maybe i'm not thinking about the life i'm leaving behind. yeah, maybe leaving doesn't mean forgetting. yeah, maybe i underestimate people. yeah, maybe i underestimate myself. yeah, maybe i give too much credit to others. yeah, maybe I draw the short stick on purpose. yeah, maybe i have a complex. yeah, maybe i just want to make everyone happy. yeah, maybe i'm insecure. yeah, maybe i'm tired. yeah, maybe i'm sick of it all. yeah, maybe i don't want to go outside. yeah, maybe i'd rather be a recluse all my life. yeah, maybe i miss interaction. yeah, maybe i contradict myself. yeah, maybe i lose too much. yeah, maybe i never had anything to lose in the first place. yeah, maybe i'm a loser. yeah, maybe ii put too much pressure on myself. yeah, maybe i don't push myself enough. yeah, maybe i'm not beating myself into a pulp. yeah, maybe i shouldn't stay up so late. yeah, maybe i wish i could sleep. yeah, maybe i want to go to school. yeah, maybe i want to be free. yeah, maybe i don't think i can leave the house. yeah, maybe i don't think i'll survive without a home. yeah, maybe i don't talk about my feelings enough. yeah, maybe i don't feel comfortable around anyone. yeah, maybe i feel too comfortable around everyone. yeah, maybe i don't belong here. yeah, maybe i thought i belonged where i didn't. yeah, maybe i'm a freak. yeah, maybe i'm wrong. yeah, maybe i'm different. yeah, maybe i have more problems than i thought. yeah, maybe i rely on my friends too much. yeah, maybe i don't rely on my friends even though they think i do. yeah, maybe i rely on my parents too much. yeah, maybe i'm scared that my parents are disappointed in me. yeah, maybe i didn't do well enough to get the award. yeah, maybe i never do well enough for any awards. yeah, maybe people just dismiss me. yeah, maybe i'm setting myself up to be dismissed. yeah, maybe i have too many stressors. yeah, maybe i let those stressors stress me out too much. yeah, maybe i'm not eating the best. yeah, maybe i can barely force myself to eat. yeah, maybe i feel like a pig when i eat. yeah, maybe i have gained weight. yeah, maybe i forgot to remind myself to eat healthier. yeah, maybe i don't fit into the clothes my sisters wear. yeah, maybe i should do something about my acne. yeah, maybe i'll never be as pretty as they are. yeah, maybe nobody will ever find me attractive. yeah, maybe i'll die alone. yeah, maybe i think too much. yeah, maybe my smarts aren't enough. yeah, maybe i shouldn't even try. yeah, maybe i'm not worth it. yeah, maybe i should think about others more. yeah, maybe i should think about myself less. yeah, maybe i should think about my future more. yeah, maybe i should accept that i'm a failure. yeah, maybe i am a failure. yeah, maybe i'm not worth anyone's attention. yeah, maybe i'm not even worth anyone's scrutiny. yeah, maybe i make wrong decisions. yeah, maybe i am too stuck up. yeah, maybe i act like i'm better than everyone else. yeah, maybe i am too humble for my own good. yeah, maybe i agree too much. yeah, maybe i never disagree with the things i should disagree on. yeah, maybe i don't like what i should like. yeah, maybe i don't understand what i should understand. yeah, maybe i should be treated like i'm nothing. yeah, maybe i am nothing. yeah, maybe i'm useless. yeah, maybe i'm not talented. yeah, maybe i need to practice more. yeah, maybe i need to study more. yeah, maybe i need to talk to my friends more. yeah, maybe i need to stop talking to my friends. yeah, maybe i don't have any friends. yeah, maybe i'm not talented. yeah, maybe everyone's disappointed in me. yeah, maybe i should just give up. yeah, maybe i'm too bad of a liar. yeah, maybe i try to lie too much. yeah, maybe i tell the truth too much. yeah, maybe i flirt too much. yeah, maybe i should stop being friendly. yeah, maybe people think i'm annoying. yeah, maybe i'm too energetic. yeah, maybe i'm not energetic enough. yeah, maybe i'm bad at accepting criticism. yeah, maybe i criticize people too much. yeah, maybe i don't criticize people enough. yeah, maybe i should stop worrying. yeah, maybe i don't worry enough. yeah, maybe people don't like how i act. yeah, maybe people don't like the way i talk. yeah, maybe people think i'm not nice enough. yeah, maybe people think i'm too nice to not be hiding something. yeah, maybe it's a lost cause. yeah, maybe i'm a lost cause. yeah, maybe i get too frustrated. yeah, maybe i don't get frustrated enough. yeah, maybe i'm a crybaby. yeah, maybe i don't cry as much as i should. yeah, maybe i am disposable.

yeah, maybe i should hope more.