Sometimes, I wish I could just shut the whole world out. Take a break from everything. Get away from all the pain. Sometimes, I wish everyone would just leave me be. I wish they would just let me sit in my room and do whatever I feel like doing and not care what that may be.
And then... Sometimes...
I wish they would ask whats wrong, if they can do something to help, if i need anything. Sometimes I DO need to talk to someone. Sometimes I need a shoulder to cry on. Sometimes i need someone to tell me I'm right even when I'm dead wrong.
One too many times, have I been alone and wanting someone to hold me.
If I get that offer it is from someone who is not able to actually be there with me. They are never around when I need or want them. Yet, somehow, I am always there for them. No one seems to understand how much I do things for others before i do them for myself. I am always the one being selfish. According to some. And to others Im being neither selfish or generous enough. I never do enough for other people in other people's eyes.
So I am taking this time to be selfish for once. This is all I can do, otherwise, I'm in the wrong, yet again.
I do this simply to let off some steam, but not all of it. In order to get out the rest I feel as though I must kick the chest of a punching bag.
I have finished my complaining. Now, I must rest. I will see you the next time I need to get something off my chest.