Torn between so many choices and decisions. I wish I could make the decisions I want to without consequences. Though I guess that’s how life always is, right? And it’s about what’s right for me. Truth is.. I think I already know what’s right for me. It just happens to be something that won’t seem right to anyone else. Great… One if those choices.
Because believe it or not, I’m not you. I’m my own person and it’s time people see that.
It eats at me as if I’ll never have enough of it, yet I waste so much of it. How can it feel as if I have so little of something when I really have so much? Why can’t I enjoy each day like everyone else and make every moment count? Lord knows I used to.
I used to be a good friend, a good person. I used to be reliable. I used to be the first person someone would go to when they needed advice. What happened? What changed? I think I did. I’ve become selfish. I’ve become lonely and bitter and I’ve been unable to let anyone in because of it. I’ve become antisocial. I’ve learned that my bed treats me better than the people I surround myself with, so I stay in it as long as possible.
I was a person once, but now I’m just a zombie.
…but thank God for you. :)
I know how to keep a secret.