I'm the sort of person usually filled with all kinds of passion, creativity
and hope (in all aspects of life)!
Lately more and more people are proving to me its a cold world.
More appropriately those who have for so long called me their friend
for years I've been at their aid.
Suddenly everybody is disappearing when I'm in need of a friend to be true to me.
I know I've made my fair share of mistakes but I know I'm not a bad person.
Yet whenever I turn to somebody
I'm ignored.
I know you understand how difficult it is to muster up how you feel.
To let somebody know that your hurting inside.
Yet when I think I'm doing a good job at expressing what I'm attempting to convey
I'm squashed into myself just like a star.
Do you know what happens when a star is squashed until theirs nothing left but matter?
It explodes!
Otherwise known as a Super Nova.
Luckily the explosion is beautiful.
It creates something beautiful.
In the long run I suppose misery always ends in a tortured artis
Or a dead one.
i really hate that too is seems like when you need someone the most they seem to disappear off the face of the earth
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