I love how things used to be and how we talked everyday. Now we barely even talk to each other and I want things the way it used to be. We shared songs with each other and had a playful relationship. I hope you change your mind about things.
But you know what? Shit gets to you. You get tired of being fucked over countless of times. You get tired of people walking all over you. You get sick of being labeled “too nice”. You get fucking sick of doing so much for people but not being appreciated for it. Fuck being nice, all people ever do is take advantage of you. Yeah, I’m a bitch because the world made me this way.
And I hate to tell you too much, cuz I stay with too much pride And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don’t need no rush Don’t believe in love at first sight, but I believe in love at first huh Can I be with you just one night, I could wear you out inside
Valentines Day was better back then. In elementary school, we’d all buy candy and cards for everyone in our class so that everyone would feel special. But now, if you don’t have a valentine, you’re going to feel neglected.
How do you talk to someone who acts like they don’t want to talk to you? That moment when you try to start a conversation with them and their response to you is, “oh, hi. sup” Seriously? Well forget you. What about when you try to converse and they give you one word responses or late responses. Like okay, never mind then, sorry I wasted my breath.
When it comes to talking to people and making conversation, I’m so dry and awkward. I wish I could speak as eloquently as I could write, but I feel like every time I try to say something, word garbage comes out and my tongue gets twisted. I feel so inferior when I talk. It’s much easier for me to type or write things out. I wish I was good at talking.