Kiddies, this is gonna get personal....
What happened to me?
I shouldn't be this way.
I should be innocent.
Shouldn't be a slave.
Shouldn't be this way.
I mean, I'm fifteen.
I don't know what's happened to me.
I'm older now.
So much older....
I will never regain my innocence, but god I wish I could. I want to go back to when I didn't have a serious thought in my head. Back to when my biggest problems were being bullied. Back to when I had free time. Back to when I believed in goodness. Back to when I was HAPPIER. Back to when my Figments were closer. Back to when I told my family everything. Back to when I was okay. Back to when I was a motherfucking kid.
I don't even remember the last time I truly felt my age.
I've....I've been hurt, and I don't know when I'll ever get past what I've been through.
I wish I could change the world, go back to who I used to be.
I wish I could be better.
But I honestly doubt I'll change.
I'm fifteen, and...And everything I've been through..
Is going to effect me for a very long time.
Do I have any regrets?
I'd be lying if I said I didn't.
However, I also know they're useless.
If what had happened to me hadn't happened....Who would I be right now?
It's impossible to tell.
Would I be better, or worse?
I wish I knew....
Whatev, I am who I am. That's all there is to it.
I'd be lying if I said I loved myself.
I'd be lying if I said I hated myself.
I'm...Fine, with me.
I'm not good.
I'm not bad.
I'm a bad apple.
I'm more than that, though.
I'm a Gothic Lolita as well.
I'm hurt.
I'm scarred.
But I'm not in this alone.
I have my Glowstone with me.
What happened to me?
I shouldn't be this way.
I should be innocent.
Shouldn't be a slave.
Shouldn't be this way.
I mean, I'm fifteen.
I don't know what's happened to me.
I'm older now.
So much older....
I will never regain my innocence, but god I wish I could. I want to go back to when I didn't have a serious thought in my head. Back to when my biggest problems were being bullied. Back to when I had free time. Back to when I believed in goodness. Back to when I was HAPPIER. Back to when my Figments were closer. Back to when I told my family everything. Back to when I was okay. Back to when I was a motherfucking kid.
I don't even remember the last time I truly felt my age.
I've....I've been hurt, and I don't know when I'll ever get past what I've been through.
I wish I could change the world, go back to who I used to be.
I wish I could be better.
But I honestly doubt I'll change.
I'm fifteen, and...And everything I've been through..
Is going to effect me for a very long time.
Do I have any regrets?
I'd be lying if I said I didn't.
However, I also know they're useless.
If what had happened to me hadn't happened....Who would I be right now?
It's impossible to tell.
Would I be better, or worse?
I wish I knew....
Whatev, I am who I am. That's all there is to it.
I'd be lying if I said I loved myself.
I'd be lying if I said I hated myself.
I'm...Fine, with me.
I'm not good.
I'm not bad.
I'm a bad apple.
I'm more than that, though.
I'm a Gothic Lolita as well.
I'm hurt.
I'm scarred.
But I'm not in this alone.
I have my Glowstone with me.
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