Why...

OK that's it I don’t know what else to do so I’m going to complain here..... I can't scream I can't hit things I can't cuss god damnit I can't let anything out! Why does it bug me so much?! WHY?! It's not supposed to matter! Fuckin... god damnit! I don't like feeling so angry! Upset then sad! That’s how it always is! I'm tired of it I can't do what I need to do to let out my anger without causing my parents to question me or getting in trouble! So it builds up to the point where it bursts hence the tears god Fuckin damnit! I hate it! I don't enjoy it and anyway it shouldn't matter this much!


Why...
Why does it matter
Why do I care
Why do I sit here crying
Wishing you were there

I don't know why I'm here
And I don't know what to do
I'm tired of spending all my time
Sitting here thinking of you

It's Meaningless and Pointless
And you won't care anyway
Everytime you leave me
I beg and plead you stay

So still I sit here shivering
And lost without a clue
And I'll continue sitting, crying,
Thinking only of you
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