I feel so out of control
I feel like everyone thinks the worst of me
Constantly not knowing what they know of me
Knowing even if they don't know it yet i know it deep inside of me and it kills the best parts of me.
These things i only wanted to try
Like a temporary fix for all this *******.
God knows i never meant to hurt anybody.
But it's funny how the way you think things will play out is only stereotypical to the real thing....
It's crazy how after it happens its ALL your mind is controlled by.
And I hate it how I don't really know how to feel about things.
Do I smile when you say you FINALLY don't want me anymore and I want you.
Do I scream to the top of my lungs with hate when you say what I did wasnt that bad.
I don't  know how to feel when I sit in church.
I can't even look at you in the eye.
So I fog up reality with the tears i cry inside.