And I waited for the words to become reality, to become action, something i could grasp on.
I wanted it to be real, I needed it to be real.
I wanted to believe that someone would at last not give up but give in.
People like me are unbearable I get it; we expect too much and love in strange ways. Our heads are lost up in the clouds along with long lost ideas of love,ideals,ways of how this are supposed to be.
Yet here I am refusing to give up despite the constant disappointment .
I keep telling myself that I need to let got of empty promises of people who are too good with words but shockingly devoid of any intent for action. But here I am still trying to prove to the world that they should change and not I. What a lonely fool I am.
I wanted it to be real, I needed it to be real.
I wanted to believe that someone would at last not give up but give in.
People like me are unbearable I get it; we expect too much and love in strange ways. Our heads are lost up in the clouds along with long lost ideas of love,ideals,ways of how this are supposed to be.
Yet here I am refusing to give up despite the constant disappointment .
I keep telling myself that I need to let got of empty promises of people who are too good with words but shockingly devoid of any intent for action. But here I am still trying to prove to the world that they should change and not I. What a lonely fool I am.
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