Back to being the old me.
I don't know why people treat me unfairly,
when all i do is try to treat them well.
If i could say out everything i feel,i would.
But some things,like you,keep me holding on
to what i have instead of whining like thr's no tmr.
I've already given up on some things. and i hope
i'm not being mistaken as weak. i just care too much,
till i feel a need to be reserved. alone,perhaps.
sigh,i don't know. i really don't.

