Behind
Friday, August 26, 2011
What have I done? I wish I could run.
Away from this ship going under
Just trying to help, hurt everyone else
Now I feel the weight of the world is
On my shoulders
What can you do when your good isn't good enough?
When all that you touch tumbles down?
'Cause my best intentions keep making a mess of things
I just wanna fix it somehow
But how many times will it take?
Oh, how many times will it take for me?
To get it right
To get it ri-igh-ight
Can I start again with my faith shaken?
'Cause I can't go back and undo this
I just have to stay and face my mistakes
But if I get stronger and wiser
I'll get through this
What can you do when your good isn't good enough?
When all that you touch tumbles down?
'Cause my best intentions keep making a mess of things
I just wanna fix it somehow
But how many times will it take?
Oh, how many times will it take for me?
To get it right
So I throw up my fist
Throw a punch in the air
And accept the truth, that sometimes life isn't fair
Yeah, I'll send down a wish
Yeah, I'll send up a prayer
And finally, someone will see
How much I care
What can you do when your good isn't good enough?
When all that you touch tumbles down?
Oh my best intentions keep making a mess of things
I just wanna fix it somehow
But how many times will it take?
Oh, how many times will it take?
To get it right
To get it ri-igh-ight.
Just blame it on me, everything's my fault. I get left out, I lose. I lose all the time. I don't even know why I try to help. You're just using me. My intelligence, my stationary, my work. What do I get back in return? This. Humiliation, rejection, pain, lies. Maybe I deserve this. I'm a bitch to you all. But what can I do about it? It's always going in circles. It will NEVER stop. None of you really know much about me. I doubt you guys even know that I also had the good progress award with Emmersen. Maybe you just didn't want to sit with me, cause' I suck. Maybe it's about time I become a loner. Probably during recess I'll starve and have a heavy breakfast or I pack food and stay in class and not go down with you guys. Maybe it's better that way, that I stay out of your lives. Maybe it's better if I wasn't there at all. Or if I am not even alive. I left early because they kept looking at us. Why the fuck do you have to keep on looking at us? Is it a problem if we don't sit together? What's the fucking problem? Just wanted to be alone for a while. Like I said, better off if I'm alone anyway. You guys left me out. I guess I don't exist anymore. Or maybe I never will. Please, just don't blame me for something which I didn't say or do. I didn't say that I didn't want to meet you guys for dnt. I do. Thing is, fuck it. I hate my group. Cause I'm working with the worst people to ever have in a group. I doubt you guys pity me right. Nobody pities me. They think I can handle it, but no, I can't. I'll probably do all the work again. If not I'm gonna ask Mrs Seah if I can do it solo, but I'll doubt so. I'm probably gonna die for the rest of the year. I can't take this shit anymore. I'm gonna tell Ms Lim. To change my seat and tell her about what you all have done to me, since last year. I can't continue to be affected. It's streaming and exams are approaching. I can't keep going around feeling sad all the time. I'm sorry, I made both of you feel like you wanna cry. But, thanks for helping me. Or at least trying to help me. I'm being more stubborn. I'm sorry. Anw, I'm not going for class outing. Cause our class is really gone, it's not a class anymore. Since you wanna exclude me, fine. I'm not even liked in school, thats pretty horrible. But you're always liked in class. So that just makes me jealous, I'm sorry. Typing that made me sad. But at the end of the year. I'll show you. I can push myself and be better than all of you. I just need the strength to overcome this now and work hard.
I'm sorry, I've hurt so many people and myself too. But I'm acting behind people. I just can't. I have to break down. Behind the smiles, are sadness. Behind the tears, are lies. Behind my actions, are worthless. Behind my intelligence, is stupidity. Behind my back, are gossips. Behind my friends, are my worst enemies. Behind my class, is seperation. Behind the ones I used to trust, are liars.
I don't know who to trust anymore in this world. We're all full of liars, even me. Even if it means to say you're happy when you're actually sad. It's depressing.
Please give me time to get over this. I'll get through this, okay? Don't worry about me. There's a reason why I tell the people I trust my problems. I just need someone who will be there for me. Someone who listens to me. I don't expect you to do anything for me. Just be a listening ear, would be already a great cheer up. So thank you for being a listening ear to me. I'm really grateful.
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