Many a days and nights I weep for myself on the note that I fall unto the ones who emotionaly enslave my life to sadness.
I give those who hang in there and deal with depression and sadness in my state and preserve mind function so much respect.
Telling me how to talk how to walk, its never enough for them.
In the end we're all just trying to find the fine line to walk out our existence.
Until that day I am who I am.
I'd rather everybody hate me for everything I am, then everybody love me for everything I'm not.
These are hard words to say but I keep them inside so much that I feel as though the pot is about to boil over if it has not already.
Nobody asks to be depressed.
Nobody asks to be obese.
Nobody asks to be ugly.
Nobody asks to be an outcast.
Nobody asks to have problems and issues.
Nobody wants to be the dog that's kicked when its down.
Nobody asks to continually disappoint the ones they love.
FORGIVENESS. FORGIVE. FORGIVING
"a penny for my thoughts, oh no, I'll sell them for a dollar
They're worth so much more after I'm a goner
And maybe then you'll hear the words I been singin'
Funny when you're dead how people start listenin' "
--- i feel its so sad that we are not allowed to express ourselves when we are down but only when we are happy. why does everyone get all bent out of shape when someone uses this type of forum to express their feelings? to you i say read a little more. be scared a little less and learn from the words instead of judging and thinking someone is "off their rocker!" words are beautiful!
