Sometimes, Sometimes you get anxious everytime no one answers you.
Sometimes, sometimes you'll probably never answer at all.
Sometimes, sometimes people will say i'm rude because i couldn't answer a person.
Why am i like this sometimes? better yet, why am i like this all the time?
I never fully understood about what is wrong with me.
I never got myself checked.
I assume a lot of things but what if it's all true?
You don't know this but, people don't like you.
They pity you.
your huge array of history that has happened the years you've been with the same people know your flaws. they'll keep remembering your flaws.
your flaws are as many as your good ones in life.
why do i keep on living anyway when i'm always taunted most of the time. Even to those who're close to my broken heart.