There’s too many people on this planet for some of us to be visible and loveable.
I’m a good woman but nobody will ever know. I could have been a loving, supportive and fun partner, but no one will ever know. A strong friend, but no one will ever know.
No one has time for real. No one wants the effort of being in a partnership with someone who isn’t constantly pretending to be happy, but rather trying to build happiness and share it.
Nobody wants the girl that doesn’t wear makeup and do her hair or act cute. Nobody wants to give up what the world thinks and enjoy a life of freedom with someone who is free.
Nobody has the patience to understand or listen.
I’m easy to replace, yet everyone ive lost stays in my heart. And people think I’m talking about dating, but I’m talking about my family, my world. It fell apart. Death took away nearly everything. But nobody has empathy to hold me or lend a hand.
I would have been so fun and low maintenance, but that makes people uncomfortable.
I am unloveable no matter if I try or don’t, I still end up alone.
And now I’m to the point of no return. Do I let myself fall. Like my parents… do I check out on my truth to beg to be touched by a jerk? Or do I wither alone and die young? Do I even have a choice?
Fuck this pain. People with love and families don’t get it. They think there’s a solution. But there isn’t even really a problem. I’m just grieving the loss of the only people that loved me even though I’m, I guess, strange. Now there is no one alive that knows me. And nobody is gonna ask me questions. Nobody is gonna sit under the stars and share adventures. Nobody wants that.
Life can be a stupid joke sometimes.
Nature, love and kindness make perfect sense to me. But I can’t figure out wtf is so horrible and unloveable about me, that I deserve nothing.
No one has time for real. No one wants the effort of being in a partnership with someone who isn’t constantly pretending to be happy, but rather trying to build happiness and share it.
Nobody wants the girl that doesn’t wear makeup and do her hair or act cute. Nobody wants to give up what the world thinks and enjoy a life of freedom with someone who is free.
Nobody has the patience to understand or listen.
I’m easy to replace, yet everyone ive lost stays in my heart. And people think I’m talking about dating, but I’m talking about my family, my world. It fell apart. Death took away nearly everything. But nobody has empathy to hold me or lend a hand.
I would have been so fun and low maintenance, but that makes people uncomfortable.
I am unloveable no matter if I try or don’t, I still end up alone.
And now I’m to the point of no return. Do I let myself fall. Like my parents… do I check out on my truth to beg to be touched by a jerk? Or do I wither alone and die young? Do I even have a choice?
Fuck this pain. People with love and families don’t get it. They think there’s a solution. But there isn’t even really a problem. I’m just grieving the loss of the only people that loved me even though I’m, I guess, strange. Now there is no one alive that knows me. And nobody is gonna ask me questions. Nobody is gonna sit under the stars and share adventures. Nobody wants that.
Life can be a stupid joke sometimes.
Nature, love and kindness make perfect sense to me. But I can’t figure out wtf is so horrible and unloveable about me, that I deserve nothing.
