So. Tired. And it won't get any better than this.
When you're physically tired, you just sleep and it goes away. When it's all in your head.... Yeah. What can you do?
I've tried to express myself with words before and it doesn't work.
I hate my family.
I hate myself.
And I could kill all of the above.
It's kinda funny. I've always thought that if you hide everything you feel for long enough, you'll explode or something. Just let everything out at once, violently or not.
I'm still waiting for that to happen.
what used to be yours isn't yours at all
Everytime you force me to hide away because I'm scared or just sick of this, you kill me. Not in the same way as the others do, here it's not so physical.
But after years of being hurt I've had more than enough.
If someone wants to pick up the pieces and actually make a person out of them, go ahead and try. This house, these people taught me how to hate but not what to do with it.
Maybe it's a cultural thing, maybe expressing emotions and, you know, not hiding every issue, is not as common as I thought.
It has turned me into who I am, though. I can lie, that's not the problem. I can torture myself pretty well, because I have no idea what else to do.
I regret--
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