I try to hate you, I really do. But I can’t, because I’m too busy hating myself, thanks to you.
And it sucks that even when I try, I know that deep down, I won’t be able to.
And in the end, you’ll always have something I couldn’t have.
So tell me, am I hating on the wrong person? Or should I focus my thoughts on something else?
It’s difficult when all the bad things you said to me keep replaying in my mind.
And now I’m supposed to just let it go.
Forgive and forget, ain’t that what they say?
Here’s another one: easier said than done.
The one thing you couldn’t kill were all my hopes.
I hope one day your voice will leave my head.
I hope one day when they ask how I’m doing I won’t lie when I say “I’m fine”.
I hope one day when I wish you well I really mean it.
I hope one day I’ll love myself.
*sigh*. Okay, guys. First of all, how are you doing? (Please be honest with your question, because I actually care). Second of all, the text above was just me trying to let out some of my frustration that originated from some news I just heard about a person. But I thought I might share it with you because… well. Idk, I guess because I’m a person who likes to read some depressive shiznit and I think some of you could relate to that. Anyway, feel free to comment your thoughts, opinions, share some depressive shiznit too, whatever you like.
Just let this space be your escape valve for a little.
Stay amazing and be yourself. ❤️
— Ella.