Monday 26 August 2013

wrong

i'm supposed to know your every whim

i'm supposed to know what you  want

i'm supposed to be a mind reader

i'm supposed to be ok with being ignored

i'm misunderstood when i do the moves you asked me to do

i'm obviously doing them wrong

i'm supposed to not feel like my heart is pulling itself apart

i'm supposed to not feel like a complete failure

i'm supposed to not feel like a fat ugly piece of shit when all you look at are pretty pert young things

i'm supposed know what your thinking every single second of the day

i'm suppose to know what to do with out any direction

i get it ... i'm ugly ... i'm fat ... i'm undesirable ... i can't mind read and that's my fault that i don't know what you're thinking

i'm a failure ... just give up on me

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