You shut me down even if I don't ask to do something. It's always the same, no matter how hard I try, you never stop. You never stop to consider how i feel. None of you do. Does this surprise me anymore? No. Why? Because I'm done caring. But that doesn't mean I don't feel. Because i still do. Everything you do, it hurts. But you don't see that because you don't pay attention. You never have. You only worry when it's too late. When I'm too far gone. Then I just pretend I'm fine again until you leave me alone. I shouldn't feel this way. I shouldn't be telling myself 2 more years and I'll be able to leave. I shouldn't wanna do that. I shouldn't hate being around you. I shouldn't dread waking up. But I do. Half the time I never wanna be around you. But I make myself so I'm not questioned. I just wish for once you can truly see what you do to me. But I know that will never happen... So why do I try?...
