i write habitually as a way to
verbalize my far too complex thoughts which
are always in a web of words, tightly woven in fabric of sentences
that complicate life unnessarily.
i write habitually as a way to
verbalize my far too complex thoughts which
are always in a web of words, tightly woven in fabric of sentences
that complicate life unnessarily.
I just want you to know who I am, what i feel. Tell the world you hate me for the troubles I cause, but love me for what's pure inside.I'm still your fidodido. Hiding away, afraid to lose herslf again. The world probably won't understand what is going through in my train of thoughts but if you do, they don't matter.
Don't neglect me deliberately, I'll slip myself into more gloom.trust me. You won't like me if that happens, and you'll probably blame me for it.
I am aware of the shit I put you into, the troubles I cause(d), the multiple number of times I screwed things up and the worries I put into your mind each day. I'm not attempting to make you sympathise with me but I want to apologise for not being perfect.
I know I’ve been making apologies to everytime I did mistakes over and over again. But hey, I’m your baby girl remember. You promise that you’ll love me no matter what at the end of the day. And this I hold on to.
I'm very aware of limits too.And i'm fixing myself out for the better of us. you have to play along too. don't just give up on me yet. because I'm not just every other girl.And you know it.