Don't you feel like you're always lacking something?
A soul?
Sympathy?
Someone to stay by you?
I find everything just boring, tiring and annoying.
What's the point of being terribly depressed if there is no point in anything?
You kind of have to go with it.
You stay behind, watch your life and everyone else's life unfold,
and you wait all week to go to the club and when you get there you stand in the dark corner watching everyone dance.
I like to go by the theory that everything is inevitable, that way I don't need to blame myself for anything.
Day after day, and you can't help it.
I know that I'm fat
I know that I suck at school
I know that nobody likes me
I know that you hate the way I dress
I know that you hate the way I act
You don't have to remind me.
You kind of want to keep it all inside, you'd rather it destroy you that hurt anyone else.
You think you sound irrational when you talk about feelings.
i mean kinda
Have you ever felt alone, in a room full of people.
Have you ever felt all by yourself when people are supporting your weight.
Have you ever felt stupid when you knew the answer.
Have you ever not wanted to know when you did know it.
dark.
