We adapt only to find that others need more. We do our best to get high, but others pull the expectations even higher. No one listens. No one knows. No one cares.
Why am I like this? I feel hurt. I feel numb...Why?...why... I'm fine really... Remember this : the people that smile are the most hurt...I'm one of those people,I smile because I have nothing to smile for...what's there to smile about when the world is so dark? the rain pours on your head and it's nothing like the movies... N o o n e i s t h e r e . N o o n e e v e n c a r e s . . . w h e t h e r y o u g e t h u r t o r s i t a t t h e l u n c h t a b l e a l o n e ? N O O N E W A S T H E R E F O R M E . . .
