Like the biggest problem in my life,
This feeling of "Tell me whats going to happen NOW!",
I hate not knowing, I hate waiting, I hate not having you,
And I yell, and I stay up late,
Laying there, thinking,
Why, or how or when....
And I yell at other people for absolutely no reason,
And I curse at everyone and everything,
I try to take my mind off of it,
By writing, or skating, or playing the guitar...
Which I **** at all of those things,
Which makes me angrier that I am so stupid,
That I can't just respect your decision of waiting,
But to tell you the truth it kills me,
It literally kills me,
And I'm sorry.