I listen to everyone but my self because they expect me to. It's annoying. They expect me to be perfect why can they expect that I'm not. If I'm not happy so why smile? "because it makes you look like a nice girl".I'm not that either I'm someone in this big world trying to find who I am. Trying to escape this glass room fulled with other people wants,expiations, everything and anything else they can milk from me.But can they not see the thing they are milking is dry. I have given you everything and it's still not enough.  FINE leave me be but no you're not done you want to fill me with your lies and desperation to make me feel free. Once done it cannot be undone stop trying to fix your mistakes and let me heal.


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