Theres a difference between wanting to warn someone,and just being a douche bag. I dont remember the last time i ever asked what you thought about him. i dont remember the last time i asked you to go and talk to someone about him. and i sure as hell dont remember the last time, all my friends ganged up about someone i like. so you can fuck off. i'll make the mistake on my own. and as far as im concerned he's not a mistake. so fuck off.
It's hard to get out of bed in the morning, when you dont have a reason. It's hard to get out of bed in the morning, when you cant even think straight. It's hard to get out of bed in the morning, when you cant remember the last time you were actually happy to get out of bed. It's hard to get out of bed in the morning, without a smile on your face. It's hard to get out of bed in the morning, when you know today isnt gonna be as good as your yesterdays once were. It's hard to get out of bed in the morning, when the first thing you want to do is end everything. It's hard to get out of bed in the morning, when you just woke up from a haunted dream, but that dream was so real, and hurt so bad, and brought you back to the only time you were happy, that you just want to sleep and finish that nightmare. It's hard to get out of bed in the morning, when you dont remember the last time you had a dream, and you cant remember when you started having the nightmares. Its hard to get out of bed in the morning, when you hate everything you've become, everything you want, everything you need. nothing is in your reach anymore. everything that was once right in front of your face, right in screaming range, is gone. everything that made you feel whole, is gone. everything that made you, you, is gone. but now you gotta build a new you. you cant think of how hard it is to get out of bed, you gotta think about how hard it would be to STAY in bed. how hard it would be to watch the world go on without you. because you and i both know, that it will. its not gonna stop just because you're not in it. the world, the people, the plants, the air, everything, will go on. no one will stop to think about you. you need to get out of bed in the morning no matter how hard. because once you give up on you, everyone else will too.
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did i ever tell you how much I hate you? i mean just saying
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