I'm gonna fuck up my life.
It's like a song really.
Everyday I wake and smell the fumes of deceit.
I walk down the stairs and breath it all in.
Isolation caused by me.
I thought my life would be flipped by someone I loved.
That I'd go from that teen rebel to a princess in a castle.
It's quite the opposite.
That's the funny thing.
I just want more friends.
Sometimes I feel like when they see me they hate what they look at.
Sometimes I feel its because you left.
Not the sweetness of Bubblegum.
But that comforting smell of him.
I still sleep with the blanket your mom gave me.
I cling to it tightly because I missed that freedom.
Driving in your car, music blaring.
I smell him still and it makes my heart weak.
I get scared of the smell now.
I'm so scared I could yell now.
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