I don’t really have a type…people tell me that I am not yours…It doesn’t really matter what you think…because it’s only your opinion…trying to start a fire…when you won’t stay to put it out…you run away when things get rough…my life ain’t been easy…
I am just what I need right now…wish I could share this with someone…because it gets pretty damn lonely…living by myself…Didn’t think it before…the way that others slam my fingers in the door as they leave…but I can count on me for something…
I don’t get mad when I share my thoughts with myself…my pillow will never talk back to me…my tears never wasted…saltiest ocean I’ve ever tasted…there comes a point…when the loneliness overwhelms me…but if I tried to tell you…I think you may go on your merry way…
Sometimes I am strong…other times I feel weak…but it really was just me being tired…when it comes down to it…the people who listen…are the ones that stay with me…the people who try to judge me…walking out of my life…never really understood their stares…