People talk behind my back, some say nasty things about me..
IT HURTS ME coz the thing is, they just only know my name, but not my story... T_T
Ds s 4 d brokn harted. I knw hw u fil. Empty, btrayed, & no hapiness watsoever. U dnt want 2 laf, bcoz u knw its not going 2 help, bt u dnt want 2cry, bcoz it wl jz mke u fil worse. U fil lyk ur hart is falling apart, bt not only dat, but U knw soon ur lyf is going 2 fil lyk its falling apart too. U dnt tink it wl evr end, & no mattr wat ds person hs done 2 u, it fils impossible 2 stop loving dem. And evry1 wonders WHY if dey hv hurt U so much, den y do u stil love dem. Dats d confusing part, u dnt knw why, u jz do, & d people who hurt u d most,