Thursday, November 15, 2007
Anecdote Disclosed @ 8:22 pm

& everytime when I'm left to cry,
I'd have Dale whereby I would choke and use him to wipe away those tears that fall.
Why isn't anything ever good enough for you?
No matter what goes on or how much I give, you are never satisfied.
And for some reason, I gave you my heart, my soul, and my innocence; and you are yet to be satisfied.
You have to make things so complicated when they could be so simple.
And God could only say why I'm still holding on after all this time.
Although I would do almost anything for you, I still don't get you.
I still beg and plead for you not to be upset. And, for some reason, that pisses you off even more.
Forgive me for being the worse that I am!

Don't tell me that I'm not good to you.
Don't tell me that I'm not there for you.
Don't tell me that I don't love you with all of my being;
And don't tell me that you can do better.

After telling you I was never perfect, and worthless and not-good-enough like eons ago,
you were stubborn. & I was right all along.
I wish you could see through my eyes; just for once. & tell me where I've gone wrong.
What I've failed to accomplish, what made you think the way you think?
Not being good enough for you, I've learnt not to speak. No matter what I say, You make me feel weak.
How would you feel? If you knew I lost the confidence I had.
I want to be left alone, So I stay away from you,
Because you don't realise what I've been going through.
Can't you see I'm hurt? I'm just trying to find ME,
I'm hiding inside myself, So I can set this broken angel free.
You don't make it easy, despite how may times I try,
You always bring me down, & upsettingly, you always make me cry.