Dear Sumire,
Not really emo-ing but I'm just not satisfied.
I was told that I will never change.
I was told that I will never change.
"Eugene will never change."
I don't hate it anymore when people passed their own judgment on me. All's left is a bitter feeling that bite my heart. I should've learned by now that some people will never trust me. I should've be able to live with it by now. But the feeling is unbearable. I hate it when people that I care and believe the most, fails to believe in me.
I don't get it. How do people judge me? In what light do people see me?
A bastard?
A casanova?
Thrash?
I thought I don't care anymore. I read somewhere: 'There is a little emotions behind every "I don't care". It's true, and it stings. Damn.
A bastard?
A casanova?
Thrash?
I thought I don't care anymore. I read somewhere: 'There is a little emotions behind every "I don't care". It's true, and it stings. Damn.
Don't wanna care,
jin
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