If I'm honest, I would have never have chosen half of you as friends. Some are self centred, wishing to be someone they're not. Some are always sending mexed messages; one minute they're fine, the next they're having the world's biggest sulks. Some are just liars, which can be seen from a mile off. Basically, I wish I didn't know you. I hate liars with a passion, yet some people seem to just do it subconsciously, without being able to see how much it hurts. Well, if I'm honest, your lies are beginning to take their toll. I don't think I can take it anymore. And another one of you, always sending me mixed messages. One minute we will be having a good conversation, the next you're with the 'others' and you're a completely different persom. I become invisible, and you act as if I'm not there. I don't think I can call you a friend anymore, because I don't feel I can confide in you about anything. You have changed, and it isn't for the better. I wish I was more confident, and able to stand up to you, but again, I can't.
And as for my parents... the sooner I move out, the better. I seriously can't cope anymore. I think I need help, but I don't know who from, or how. All I want is a shoulder to cry on, and a person to love me for who I am. And by that I mean love, not when people say oh, but I love you. What does that mean? It means that when they're nice, it's great, but as soon as the mood changes it's like everyone just says; 'who's Zoe?'
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