As I lay here in bed,
I wish for many things.
But one major.
Is to not give a ****.

I try my best to be nonchalant
but deep down, I'm as sensitive as a pregnant woman about her weight.

Giving a ****... takes too much energy.
Energy I could be using for something else,
like sleeping, or eating or sleeping.

Feelings get hurt and emotions get mixed
and by the end of the night,
I'm just a pile of ****.
Because I care too much.

Not showing it is easy.
I laugh it off and continue my business.
But inside,
I'm a bawling mess.

**** me and my emotions.

Sorry for the inappropriate language,
but there's going to be those moments where those words fall out of your mouth faster than snapping your fingers.

Giving a **** is a curse.
Giving a **** is the worst.
I just wish, that i can give that crown to someone else.

Let them give a ****.
****.
****.
****.

... ****, I've said **** a shitload of times... Ha... well...
I'll learn to not care.
Practice makes perfect?
****... I don't even believe in that.
I need a smoke.
Maybe 2 smokes...
or 3...

You judging?
Well HA! I don't give a SH*T