What are your daydreams about?
I don’t know if I want this anymore
It’s so complicated.
The way I feel about you.
The way things are.
I thought I could give this a try.
Now here I am. Thinking about what I should do next. My feelings are real. I didn’t give you my all, no, I didn’t…I know..But trust me I tried so hard…
It’s a scary feeling you know.
You wouldn’t understand. I don’t expect you to. You say “we’re in this together.” But how come I feel so alone even though you’re beside me. Maybe this is not complicated. Maybe I am complicated.
And it’s like I don’t want to be me anymore
I like the idea of you just not
Being with you
All these apologies
I don’t need them
I don’t want it
Your hurtful words
Kills me every time
Though I don’t think you know it
You blame me for everything
You never take responsibility for your actions
You are suppose to be the figure I look up to
But you’re not
I’m not your punching bag
I’m not your rag doll
Because you are the one who’s gonna regret this
This pain inside me
This hole I have in my heart
This life I don’t want to live anymore
This is what you’ve done to me
Are you proud?
I swear she’s gonna make me crazy
The living will keep on living. That’s life
I will get tired
He will get tired
It will all end
F: “You think I’m crazy.”
F: “You don’t have to lie. I can tell by the way you look at me.”
G: “I honestly don’t think you’re crazy. You’re,um, different.”
F: *Slight laugh* “Hm right. Different.”
G: “Yeah, I mean in a good way.”
F: “Different is not good. Not when everyone thinks you’re a complete psycho.”
G: “You’re not crazy or psycho. You’re different. You’re human.”