She said "Some days I feel like shit,
Some days I wanna quit,
and just be normal for a bit,"
I don't understand why you have to
I get along but the trips always feel so long,
And I find myself trying to stay by the phone,
'Cause your voice always helps me when I feel so alone,
But I feel like an idiot,
workin' my day around the call,
But when I pick up I don't have much to say,
So I want you to know it's a little fucked up,
That I'm stuck here waiting,
at times debating,
Telling you that I've had it
Me and the rest of the family here singing "Where'd you go?"
i deleted a whole portion of this entry. hope no one saw it.
after crying for about an hour and cursing just about everyone and everything, i realise something.
i dont care what anyone thinks anymore.
i cannot, and will never be able to please everyone.
so if you dont like me, fine.
im not gonna think about it anymore.