Wednesday, April 13, 2011

defect.

please. please.
please.
please.


please spare my life.
please stop expecting things out of me.
please do not stare at me and judge.

i'm no good. imperfect. not fine. not good enough.

WHY DO YOU HAVE TO ASK SO MUCH
I HATE THIS I HATE YOU PEOPLE
why can't i be accepted for the way i am!?
you never know how hard i always try and pretend.
give effort.
push myself.
be better. higher. better,

you just don't know.



so, please.
stop taking me for granted.

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