Sometimes I am not myself
They tell me it's me, not them
Neglect me and free themselves
Is it so bad to need their help?

I believed their false words all of the time,
They feed me, poison me with all their lies
They're too ignorant to question why I'm dying.
Once again, they blame it on me, but unlike them, I'm trying.

Sometimes... They tell me... Neglect... It is so bad?
I believe... They feed me poison... They're too ignorant... Once again.

I'm running out of time,
They continue to waste my mind.
At the bottom of their list is me,
Is it wrong to want to be...
PRIORITY?

I hate to admit it but time has changed everything.
How that our once endless talks have come to a stop.
How that our promises of staying together forever are no more kept.
How that there are thousans many thing to wept.
How that you don't want to see me any longer.
It hurts.
I have never asked you in the very first place to be a part of my life.
I have never asked you to help me with my state of loneliness.
I have never asked for a life with some decent friends.
I have never asked you to change me from an introvert to somewhat of an extrovert.
I have never asked to inflict pain upon me.
I have never asked you to leave me after you are done.
I have never asked you to leave me in agony for one more time.
I have never asked you to just go away of me.
I have never asked you to just ignore me.
I have never asked
you to make me cry..........
Then why?
Why you made me your priority once?
Why have you now dumped me now like this, as if i never mattered to you.
Time seem to have changed you
As well as your priorities....... :(

You keep lighting up my screen
But Im always leaving you on seen
I got games to play and things to do
I'm really not thinkin much bout you
I am busy, I got homies
You just ain't my one and only

Happiness is sharing and caring,
Happiness is trust and honesty,
Happiness is giving loyalty,
Happiness is peace of mind,
Happiness is laughing together.
You have a fleet of cars,
A luxurions yacht,
A hefty bank balance,
Several beautiful bungalows,
Some holiday villas
You are never thrifty.
You shower me with gifts,
Never your time,
Adorn me with gems and jewelleries,
Never show your true self.
I am not your priority,
I am just an option,
Only a line in your life's busy page.
So ,adios!
I detach myself from you,
You are not my Happiness.

Looking back my love letters sound a lot like suicide notes. Sometimes, like tonight, I feel as if no one can love me. Maybe that is okay.
My doctor wanted to send me to an all girls medical school so I can live to my full potential. It hurts, because I want to love and love and love.
But my full potential isn't loving or being loved, is it?