I think my main problem was that I hated asking for help Not just that I couldn’t ask I just never wanted it I wanted to figure out the world without help Even if I knew I needed the help desperately I just didn’t wanted it People would always help me when I never needed it But they would never notice when I did need help
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What does “fitting in” mean It seems like when you “fit in” Your the same as every one else Acting the same Dressing the same Everything the same I don’t think everyone should be the same person to “fit in” The point of being your own person is not being someome else Everyone has some kind of weird thing about them that they don’t tell people I think to fit in or belong you have to be yourself Even though everyone judges everything It’s better to just live how you want to live life Not the way someone tells you to live Theirs always a place to “fit in” or “belong” Even when it doesn’t feel like you fit in You do And maybe it’s everyone else who doesn’t fit in to this society Maybe todays society is the problem with people thinking they don’t or cant fit in But theirs always a place for you to “fit in” if you don’t think you do
The day I met you, I thought I could trust you, I could put my world in your hands, And you wouldn’t change a thing about it, Even if you really wanted to, But I was very wrong about that. Knowing you made me realize, That you can’t trust anyone, Not even the people you trust with your life, Trusting someone takes a lot of time, And when you ruin it, It takes even more time to fix it, And now I don’t even know if I can trust you ever, Especially after what you did, I will never forgive you for breaking the trust we had for each other
She never knew how to ask for help Crying at night was the only thing that helped her pain Her knowing that if she asked for help people would think she’s even dumber then she is People never believed in her So she started to think she would have no future She wanted to prove people wrong but she didn’t know how, even when she tryed Always feeling the people staring and judging everything about her Having many questions about life but never being able to ask them without looking or feeling dumb when she asked them So she never did ask Feeling like she couldn’t trust anyone Not even her closest friends or family Never being able to explain what was wrong Or even explain a simple story
You hurt me more then anyone had ever, You taught me that theirs always worse feelings, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, Then the second I get over you, You come back, Of course you did, You always do, I will forever hate you for that, You made me fall in love all over again, And hurt me again, I hate you for everything you did to me
Why does everything have an end in this universe Movies, books, plants, even humans Everything has to have an ending I guess But I don’t understand why What’s the point of living if your just going to die at some point Young, old, middle aged I guess that’s just the circle of life Watching everyone around you die and everything you like ending Why does everything have to have an ending to it I hate it Can’t everything somehow be continued Maybe just maybe in another universe not everything has an ending to it
