Open your eyes to what is going on with me deep down and really understand why i sometimes frown i want toi to see how i really am inside im tired of trying to cover it up and hide toi think toi know me but toi really dont toi should but toi probably wont Open your eyes and see the real me
not the person that toi want me to be understand that toi cant make me who im not even though toi probably want to a lot i dont care what the heck toi think okay? im gonna find myself and be who i really want to be everyday
Open your eyes and see why im this way its because of everything thats happened to me,that i think about everyday whats done is done but the effects are still here living everyday of my life with some sort of fear why do i not really like people and have issues? because i have been hurt par them so many times theyve made me cry and go get tissues

I don't know who I want to be. I just can't decide whether I want to be quiet and mysterious ou sociable and cheerful. toi may think it's an obvious choice, but it's not for me.

I feel like being both, but I feel like it's wrong to be both. everything with me is either one ou the other.

On one hand,I feel like pushing people aside.Mostly because they annoy me,but also because I feel better when I'm alone. One the other hand,I feel like talking to everyone with joyfulness.

I feel like the whole world is frowning upon me.

But yet I feel like smiling and that I can do anything without being ashamed. Every time I do this though,it turns to be something to be ashamed about and just wanting to keep my happiness inside and to never montrer it again.

Feeling like crawling inside a hole.

Feeling sorrow,guilt,embarrassment,happiness,unstoppable,trapped,and furious all at the same time. It's driving me crazy!

These regrets are plus like nightmares. And these nightmares never end. Somebody please stop them before I go insane.

Feeling like no one can save me from the depths of my disgrace.

All of my couleurs have turned gray since the first jour I felt this way.

I know there's people who l’amour me and couldn't live without me,but that doesn't change the fact that I want to disappear. Because all I ever do is make mistakes.

Making the wrong déplacer at the wrong time is what I do. For there isn't room for people like me.

I don't want to feel any emotion. Not even l’amour for I fear there is still a gaping hole inside of me that I can't seem to fill.

Feeling detached from everything is the only way I can put how I really feel. Everything just seems so far out of reach. I want to be one of those people who feel complete but it seems impossible.

I am so weak because the only thing keeping me alive is my fear of pain.