I wish to be stronger, made of steel,
To be my own superman
But your words are like stakes driving through my heart
And the constantly updated information of new relationships
and your emotional attachment to them
is more horrible than diving in pools of shattered bottles
I can’t tell if I’m devoted or heart broken
If I’m in love or if I’m just foolish
Maybe if I was more supportive, but supportive without a hidden scheme
I should be happy for my fellow man,
Encourage their happiness but I am a selfish woman,
a jealous one,
one that wants happiness to be reached with her and no other
And I am ashamed for that, but I will not deny that it is true
My words confuse my head,
and my head troubles my heart,
and my heart misses you terribly
TKittling
Author notes
just short, it was a thought i had between classes, not to sure where it comes from or what it means, maybe i do but w/e
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