zaterdag 30 oktober 2010

heavy weights on my head, motherfuckers



-I am my father's daughter, you'll never break me down.-


It's hilarious, it's ridiculous, it's laughable how you call yourselves friends. I had something to celebrate, I'm so happy. Yesterday I had my last injection (or we hope anyway) and my step mom called that my brother may still be okay, he would normally not have any disabilities and would still catch the gap within a few years. I had a good day, and then one by one they ruin my evening and I'm fucking sorry all over again that I didn't wanna make time for you.
I was working, I was making fun and I didn't want to spend hours talking about it. Because nobody listens to me when I cry, and none of you will then have time for me 'cause history has shown that you left me standing there, ..crying. So go get it from the fake friends, get some rubbing on the person who broke my heart.
You've stept me on my toes, by given me the silent treatment and the long face. Everyone expects too much of me, this is my life and I'd rather break my neck than still lie in their deceitful arms.
I'm no longer that girl that you can torture without apology, I finally found a sort of regular group of friends who are fucking real, that will always treat the right people in the good ways. I don't need you, I never needed you. I hope that your conscience is broken, I hope you can not breathe every time you see me.

but when I think about it, then you're all too superficial to understand. Understanding what my frightened heart is preaching. Oh, I'm just a stupid little blonde girl that fell for the fabels of a bunch of hypocrites.




This goes out to the ones who feel called upon, those who have dared to hurt mine.

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