It's me. Plain&Simple

i wish i had something useful to say.

something useful to do.

i wish i could be the girl everyone wanted to be friends with.

i wish i could have been enough for you, i wish i could have been enough for me.

i never meant to screw up in all the ways I have.

i wish i wasnt so damn cliche, so vulnerable.

i wish i didnt have so many desires, wrong, sinful, yet such nice, desires.

sometimes i wanna die, some times id kill to live, just for one moment.

sometimes i wish i could sleep longer, sometimes i wanna sleep for days.

there is not a day that goes by that someone doesnt say, “you look so sad”

imagine, a perfect stranger pointing out your inner sadness.

i wanna cry, i wanna die sometimes.

3 years of my life wasted, stolen.

what I wouldnt give to take it all back.

sure things are gonna get better, but thats not what I am worried about, shit happened, its real.

Im beginning to think that I havent the slightest clue as to what love really is.

Im reallly beginning to think I dont even know who I am.

I try to take it day by day but then look, this happens. 1 in the damn morning and what am I doing, fucking venting.

fuck day by day.

fuck my life.

fuck this.

“tomorrows a new day”

bullshit.