They are always so much better than me. I guess I should be use to it now. At least they are happy. Now the only question left is will I ever be.
That moment when you finally realize that you have the one that can make you happy by just saying one word. When you start doubting your self you can say that they love you and it all goes away. I have that person. And i’m so glad I do.
Surprisingly with I do feel a lot better knowing at least the reason why. Still pissed at myself for letting it happen a second time but at least more I know how to deal with it.
No body knows who the fuck I am. No one ever really cares. I’m just that guy who can make any one feel good. But no one ever wants to keep me. Its a sad fact but its one so many have taught me. The fuck are you people to say i’m not good enough? who the fuck gives a damn about me? No one does. No one ever wants to. They get what they want and will leave. The same damn excuse every time.
I can’t find the rhyme in all my reasons. Life is a lesson you learn it when your through. You can’t take it with you when you go. No body likes you when your 23 its all about your freshman year. We all bleed the same way that you do and we all have the same things to go through. Just some of the many lessons I learn from music but the most important of these is some people say that there’s a woman to blame but I know its my own damn fault.
