I miss everything.
Old friendships, relationship, and myself.
I miss how I was truly happy with everything.
The world. Myself.
I guess I was slightly naive,
But I miss accepting everything as it was.
Why did the people that care about me change me for the worse?
They're always being negative.
Judging everyone and everything. Badly.
Their attitudes all stink.
I was done a while ago and should have acted then.
There are only a few reasons I didn't but this suffering is still growing somehow.
It's worth it for them, but what about me?
Avoiding selfishness can only go so far, right?
I think of others before myself, but again, everyone tells me that's wrong.
So, if I were to do the "right" thing, would you believe it was for the best?
I doubt it. But you know, who really remembers reasons in the end?
It's actions that change everything.