I agree to things i'd rather not do because i'd rather die than have to lie to you. Yet what I do for you, I don't agree. Why the **** can't I just be me?
I just want to be appreciated, but it seems my value is depreciating. With every decision I make to fall in line. Every decision I make to just seem fine.
I play these bad decisions off like they're jokes because if I don't then I will choke. On the shame of it all, I can't stand tall. I deserve the greatest of falls.
These thoughts can't linger anymore and though it's difficult, I will endure. The pain inside will no longer hide and i'll get some help this time.