I know it sounds annoying,
and I know I keep droning on,
but I can't stop complaining...
And it's really hard to move along.
Do you know what it's like,
to live everyday...and wish you could be somebody else? Other than yourself?
I sometimes hate who I am.
All I can think about is being her.
I think I ought to be checked,
I seriously have a disorder.
"Stop! I'LL HAVE NO MORE! Stop with the obsessions! I don't wish to do this anymore!"
Do you know what it feels like to compare yourself to others...every second, of everyday?
My existence is based off of insecurites beyond belief
and wanting beyond my reach.
I wish I could stop, but no matter how many times I tell myself to...I can't.
This life of greedy desire has only just begun....
Mar 11, 2013
Mar 11, 2013 at 11:16 PM UTC
I know it sounds annoying,
and I know I keep droning on,
but I can't stop complaining...
And it's really hard to move along.
Do you know what it's like,
to live everyday...and wish you could be somebody else? Other than yourself?
I sometimes hate who I am.
All I can think about is being her.
I think I ought to be checked,
I seriously have a disorder.
"Stop! I'LL HAVE NO MORE! Stop with the obsessions! I don't wish to do this anymore!"
Do you know what it feels like to compare yourself to others...every second, of everyday?
My existence is based off of insecurites beyond belief
and wanting beyond my reach.
I wish I could stop, but no matter how many times I tell myself to...I can't.
This life of greedy desire has only just begun....
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