These feelings always get to me. I know what you like, i know what you want but I can't get you none. I'm fucking useless, I hate it so much. Yeah seeing you happy is nice but you're not happy because of me, you're happy because you like the things you see around you. You're always into something instead of me. Yeah a fucking TV could get your attention more than me. You would watch it all day and still so into it. For me, you don't even text back right the way, you take your times when I'm here waiting for every single text of yours, even though I'm doing works, yes i sound depressed but yes maybe just for you but it hurts. I don't even know what to do. You're always got things to be into, while I'm here focusing on you too much. Maybe I should stop. So I won't feel these pains inside me.............