On Reality

harsh.

that's how i see it. no matter how much i wanted to be happy for myself, i simply can't. fuck those songs. damn those lines. i still can't move on.

i keep on blaming other people for my own misery. i put the blame on them for making me feel this way. i whine. i cry.

don't you think it's about time for me to give up and move along?

i have to live. i have to breathe. i have to be me.