Sunday, 4 December 2011

and more of bad meeting good.


you were there when it all began. you were there through the progression ov the problems. the biggest changes...the biggest worries, the biggest happinesses...you were there through it all. u helped me, you lifted me up, you brought me through it all with kind and caring words....but then i brot up problems..i made them...then you made more...and then everything was just one big problem. why? 
i write this only becos it helps me forget you. i write this becos wats in my mind i want to scream out to this world. i write this cos i want to. and i know you'll hate that i have done this. maybe thats why im writing it. maybe its my last bit ov fighting back. maybe its an outcry for help. maybe this is just who i am. did u know tat this might be who i am? i did. i just never acknowlegd it. so when it started coming out, u found it hard to accept it yourself. maybe it was all my fault to begin with, that i dint accept who i am...so you found it hard to accept the real me. maybe what they say is actually true.would it help better if we could hav this talk for real?  i dont know. all i know is that this one way convos with you really help. how much more will a proper convo help?

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