What was I put on this world for? What is my purpose in
this life? To cause pain & distress to the ones I love?
Because that's what it seems like at the moment.
All I do is hurt the people who mean the world to me
& I can't do it anymore, I can't stand the fact that
I'm just another immature selfish little brat who no-one
needs. Who am I living for? I've managed to betray
the trust of those who were once close to me, I've
managed to tear myself away from my family & friends;
& worst of all, I've managed to disown myself. For
the past year I've been living on hope. Hoping that
one day I'll find my place in this world with someone
who I'll love with all my heart & he'll feel the same for
me.
But I've done it for too long.. I can't put up with this
pain,
heartache & hatred. I don't know what I've become.
I'm tired of wishing on those shooting stars, I'm tired
of praying just before I go to sleep; that tomorrow
will bring me a better & brighter day. I'm tired of my
life.
I'm tired of living off false hope.
All mine. <3
