You step on people to feel better. You suck people's lifes to make you feel better. You can only see one side of the picture. You don't bother about your real friends. Really i don't get it. Sometimes i'm just so sick and tired, with you stepping on me unknowningly. Dissapointment fills me. Maybe one day, my hands would be too tired to hold on anymore.
"Hold on if you feel like letting go" - Good Charlotte's Hold on.
Maybe Good Charlotte is wrong after all. Sometimes you get to weary to hold on anymore.
Give me an answer for all this shit.