and not enough hope to fill a bucket.
I can't believe my best friend would lie about something like that. Well, something that has no bearing on my life or his. I can't stand doing this to myself. I don't even know what to do anymore. It's killing me. Seriously.
I need to run away. I need to run from everything that angers me, from everything that frightens me, from everything that hates me.
He scares me. The person he is now, he's stronger than me. He's stronger than he's ever been and it scares the shit out of me. He over powers me without realizing it. He can shut up me with a single look. And the worst part is, it's all because of everything that happened. I want nothing more than to scream at him. To ask him what really happened with his father. To ask him why the fuck he believed him, that baby-killer.
And there is nothing more I need than hope. Hope that things work out with anything. Hope that I can fulfill my dreams. Hope that I will one day gather up nerve and run as far as I can away from here.
About Me
- lyssanne
- I'm a 19 year old college student who just wants to see the world. I dream of the world and I get through the days at school and working at a 24 hour diner at night. I count down the days until I'm a grownup, all the while never wanting these days to end.
She has future plans and dreams at night
When they tell her life is hard she says that's alright
She's a wild one with an angel's face
She's a woman-child in a state of grace
When she was 3 years old on her daddy's knee
He said you can be anything you want to be
1 comment:
:\ I'm sorry.
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