Saturday, April 7, 2012

I'm far too simple.

I just want to have friends that care about me. I want friends to say things to my face. To ask questions about me once in a while. I feel like a really good wall. Perfect for leaning on. Anytime. All the time. I want you to tell me the truth. I want you to at least let me help you. I wish you didn't keep secrets. I wish you didn't say bad things about me behind my back. I wish you didn't give up on me. I wish I could help you feel better. I want to be good enough. I want to be useful, at the very least. I don't want to be left here. Its very hard here. I can't move.

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