I wish there was one thing I could do to make someone care about me.
If you cry, they laugh.
If you try, they resist.
If you give, they take.
If you cut, they think you’re insane.
If you laugh, they treat you like a child.
If you scream, they think you’re violent.
If you do your own thing, treat others well and take care of yourself, they use you.
If I’m me, I’m obviously unloveable.
I wish I could be someone better for my son’s sake. But it’s been so long and I’m so tired now. Rest and help are not coming. I’m falling apart and nobody will even hug me.
Just watch. Lurk. Do nothing.
If you try, they resist.
If you give, they take.
If you cut, they think you’re insane.
If you laugh, they treat you like a child.
If you scream, they think you’re violent.
If you do your own thing, treat others well and take care of yourself, they use you.
If I’m me, I’m obviously unloveable.
I wish I could be someone better for my son’s sake. But it’s been so long and I’m so tired now. Rest and help are not coming. I’m falling apart and nobody will even hug me.
Just watch. Lurk. Do nothing.