justMe

This morning i ran into you..

Normally I would be so happy, I would stay happy al day..

No, I've reached the point where you don't make or brake my day anymore.

I feel like I'm losing all my friends due to being too honest, too real, too me.

I hate the fake people around my friends, the lies they are told, and the half truth as well..

So I'll always be the one telling them everything just how it is, and end up being the one that gets blamed.

So that's the new world today, fake people get praised, honest ones get bullied and yelled at?

I thought I finally belonged somewhere, that I found people that liked me.. but in the end.. the needed me, they didn't like me..

I hate the rest of the world

You haven't been here for weeks.. at least not when we would be alone.

Are you finally fed up with me?

In the beginning my habits and strange thing will be cute, but there will come a day you're fed up with them. I'm used to that, I have had that all my life. People I can trust, people I love, people I'ld do anything for, leaving.. cause my mental health will always get to a point where people are fed up with it.

I need you too much, I want you around too much, I'm letting you know I think about you too much, I want to help you too much, I need too much attention.