Listening to: the buzz
Feeling: uneasy
I hate myself for not giving people benefit of the doubt,
Not listening,
Just running away,
Never could I trust again,
But as I started to think I could things happen to make me feel different,
Trust is a hard thing,
But something you need,
Trust is something that can only come from your heart,
And I feel as tho mine has gone cold,
My heart feels broken,
I want to be me again,
The one whos not all jokes and games,
But one who someone can trust,
And be loved again..sorry so cheesy and dumb
*~lauran~*