the tears have stopped flowing but i'm still crying inside. i don't want to shed more water. it doesn't do me any good. just makes my eyes all puffy. it doesn't make the screaming go away. just makes it more unbearable. but sometimes that's all that you can do, even though you don't want to. explained myself, told about all the shit, they still don't get it. i'm not perfect. i don't want to be. i don't care. no one's there and everyone that is, eventually walks out and forgets it all. still clinging to all the good memories. well, what's left anyways. my heart is bleeding, yet i'm not giving up so soon. i just want to fucking live before i die.
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