Change no more. Be lonely some more. Buying flowers for someone you love and no response. Turn love into hate and anger. I finally realized my life is to be complicated a life were I will be the lowest expectation, were I see others progress and I shine there shoes, But when I die I hope God Wont shun me, like my life has done so far.
I stop and think my life is fucked I refuse to suicide but I dont want to live like this until I am 65. There is nothing or no one for a peons life.
I write her asking for "One Love" no respone turns into no love. We met we talked, we laughed, I send you flowers saying I love you. I get not even a thank you. God I am not mad at you, My Love I could never be mad at you, I guess that is what I am supposed to believe.
Hopefully someday I can beloved before it's to late.
I stop and think my life is fucked I refuse to suicide but I dont want to live like this until I am 65. There is nothing or no one for a peons life.
I write her asking for "One Love" no respone turns into no love. We met we talked, we laughed, I send you flowers saying I love you. I get not even a thank you. God I am not mad at you, My Love I could never be mad at you, I guess that is what I am supposed to believe.
Hopefully someday I can beloved before it's to late.
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