I have this weakness inside me, that cannot be consumed by reality. I fantasize inside in the innards of my mind. The way things should be and shouldn't be.
I want to be different, to have something special that only a few can see.
I want to be loved, yet a run away from it.
I want a family and yet I would rather not have one.
I want to cry when I am happy.
I want to be perfect and then imperfect,
I want to tear out my hair when I should laugh,
I would by choice have someone else's life instead of my own.
I crave what I shouldn't, and give in to hope so easily, that I am disappointed.
Then when I get what I desire, it is not good enough.
I want to be better than human and yet I give in to humanity,
I want to be thoughtless and selfless and yet I worry too much and I am selfish always.
People think I am caring, kind and pretty and yet what are those qualities if I cannot find someone I want?
I live a lie always.
I would rather be ugly and loved than reasonably pretty and abandoned.
I am attention seeking.
I am a bad person, yet others cannot see it.
I am living a lie.
What is wrong with me??
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