Now I guess I'm just facing a corner while people passed by, they came and go and no one knows that I'm there crying every teardrops that lefts on me. It's better this way I guess, cause every person I met is a person that will hate me later. I don't do it on purpose, but it seems that everything I do hurts someone, somehow. Even when I thought everything was going right, well just for me as it looks, because for the other person everything was going left, again. I tried to do my fucking best but isn't enought, I'm doomed to be alone, die in peace, but how can I find peace in this fucking life I live? I don't have much friends as I think I am, sometimes I just want someone to ask me a single question without second thoughts, "Are you okey?" But there's nobody, it's sad for me, but it's true. Why?I'm just asking to my corner, why? Come on people, am I such a loser as it looks? I don't expect an answer, but I tried to care about you all when you need, I'm just one unfortunately (or fortunately), can't be everywhere you need me to be. When you need a "S" I give you a "S"; a "H", an "I", a "T", and you all just show to my face what I am, "SHIT". It's incredible the things that sometimes I do for you and what you give me in return, and what do you say? "I didn't ask for anything".
I regret so much things that I've done, people that I changed for others that in the end looked like shit, I was so sure that it would be the right decision to be done. But I can't see the future, how could I guess what would happen later? But I regret it so much, now even when we are close it seems that we're so far away. My mistakes are so much that they're doing a queue to hurt me later. One by one they are weakening me more and more, I wanted to get more stronger but I'm just getting weaker everyday. I can't hold on much more, I'm lying to myself every time I continue to say, "I'm always happy". Fuck shit, I am not! I'm done that's what I think, just feel the will to give up, with that anger, that pain, that guilt all over my neck strangling me!
Best fucking friends, where are you? Yes, where are you when I must need? You're not here even when I don't need it. I'd rather be dead than living this stupid fucking life, in the end, I'll stay alone as I am now so, why wait so much?
well, i'm just sorry about everything
