I'm sorry I wasn't enough
I'm sorry for all the hurt I've caused
I'm sorry that I'm trying to be so much more than you can comprehend
I'm sorry you don't understand
I'm sorry you can't see the world as I do.. but
Most of all..
I'm sorry for you.You're making this harder than it needs to be.
Saying "you're controlling me".
I haven't done shit.
Haven't done shit other than try to give you the world on a fucking silver platter and say here...it's all you can eat, just to have you say no because you're too picky.
I try to give you so much.
But you don't want it.
And yet you won't leave me.
Why won't you leave me?
You don't want me, you don't understand, and you just want to sit in that chair all day so..
Why. Won't. You. Leave.I can't walk away, but I wish you would
No I don't
Yes I do.I don't fucking know.
Someone someday will be enough for you, and I hope it's me.
But we both know it won't be.
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts
RandomJust a random collection of things that I would feel strange saying out loud, and also just 3am rants and thoughts. Pretty much a journal, but please read.