I'm Going To Be Who I Really

I Just Wish That God Or My Parents Or Sam Or My Sister Or Someone Would Just Tell Me What's Wrong With Me. Just Tell Me How To Be Different In A Way That Makes Sense. To Make This All Go Away.

I Feel Like A Big Faker Because I've Been Putting My Life Back Together, And Nobody Knows.

To Tell You The Truth, I've Just Been Avoiding Everything.

It's Strange The Times People Choose To Be Generous.

Most Of The People I Know Who Were Raised To Be Accommodating Or Were Raised To Just Be Nice And Put Everybody's Needs Ahead Of Theirs, There Comes A Moment When The Pressure Builds And They Can't Do It Anymore. They Have Needs And They Feel Neglected And They Usually Explode.