I fucked up again and I know it’s the same thing I’ve done before and I seem to do again.
I don’t mean to be this way but it seems to be for me the only way to say what I need to say.
You hear my words but not the message, like I’m a child and I’m just guessing. Trying to figure out what really is, instead of just wondering how to cope with this ball of emotions all tangled up in a web.
You say you understand but you talk and sort of demand, making me feel like my thoughts are trivial, like I’m just a puppet and my thoughts are minuscule
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