Overturned futures, using dark rooms as comfort
Flooding tears and always thinking of others
Letting people put their doubts, troubles, and fears in my weak hands
Allowing me to make their changes for their sake of living
Making me change their future
I heal their relationships with words held back
Only to watch them fall apart with one little action
I build up these mansions of friendship and trust
Only to let them be destroyed with one wrong look
I pray and wait for the day that my so called best friends realize the impact they are making on my life
They make me smile and laugh everyday with their grateful presence
But at home with these little snaps and messages lead me to tears
and making my family angry
I know they do none of these on purpose because they care about my well being
and they know I do this for them because I care about them too
I love being able to change their thoughts about life and make them happy
But I am tired of being the only one who tries
Some times I feel like I am surrounded by people who feast off of attention
They all have their way of making others come my way
One who is full of opinions and thoughts always tends to be outspoken and damages some one else
One who is full of need. She too feasts off the attention and needs eyes on her at all times.
One who wears a tough persona but also puts her feelings as clothing.
One who is tired. One who is weak. One who is trying to fix the world. One who is doing one of the sort. One who is completely messed up. One who needs as much helps as she gives.
I rant and fill your heads with opinions, but in complete honesty.
I am the only one who is making my life a living hell.
Feb 27, 2014
Feb 27, 2014 at 11:33 PM UTC
Overturned futures, using dark rooms as comfort
Flooding tears and always thinking of others
Letting people put their doubts, troubles, and fears in my weak hands
Allowing me to make their changes for their sake of living
Making me change their future
I heal their relationships with words held back
Only to watch them fall apart with one little action
I build up these mansions of friendship and trust
Only to let them be destroyed with one wrong look
I pray and wait for the day that my so called best friends realize the impact they are making on my life
They make me smile and laugh everyday with their grateful presence
But at home with these little snaps and messages lead me to tears
and making my family angry
I know they do none of these on purpose because they care about my well being
and they know I do this for them because I care about them too
I love being able to change their thoughts about life and make them happy
But I am tired of being the only one who tries
Some times I feel like I am surrounded by people who feast off of attention
They all have their way of making others come my way
One who is full of opinions and thoughts always tends to be outspoken and damages some one else
One who is full of need. She too feasts off the attention and needs eyes on her at all times.
One who wears a tough persona but also puts her feelings as clothing.
One who is tired. One who is weak. One who is trying to fix the world. One who is doing one of the sort. One who is completely messed up. One who needs as much helps as she gives.
I rant and fill your heads with opinions, but in complete honesty.
I am the only one who is making my life a living hell.
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