Sick of being told that i'm "worth so much" but no one's willing to prove it to me.
Apparently everything's gonna be okay, but they've been saying that for years and it never is.
I'm so tired of being the one everyone replaces after a while. Boys, friends, best friends. So yeah, maybe I am a little down on myself, maybe I do stupid things just to take my mind off it, maybe I do push myself too hard. Do you really wonder why?
After everything that happened between us, the only thing I regret is meeting you. Because if I didn't know you exist, I wouldn't still be hung up on you. I hate that I still have dreams about you, I hate that I still wake up alone. I hate that you couldn't care less. Fuck you, I can't handle this anymore. I wish I was good enough for you.