Doubting my life. How can anything so sweet and loving quickly turn into hate? How can some thing so amazing and fun turn into a bore? How can I sit here and lie about happiness? How can I want life, when for as afar as I can remember, I've resented life? I love him, I hate him, I miss him, I want him gone. Why is all of this an emotional rollercoaster? When will all this get better for me? Happy, sad, love, hate, hyper, tired, down, up. Someone help me out of this! I want him, I need him, I love him. But I need to get away. I want to go to a place where all I can do is smile, laugh, and play. I want to go to my happy place. I'm doubting life again, but this time I feel no remorse. I look at everyone that wants to try and fight for life, and I watch them with envy. I dont want to try or fight. I just want it to happen. I just want it handed to me. I'm doubting life. I'm doubting love. I'm doubting me...
listening to -- Servo.Hatred : Genesis