Sometimes I'm pretty sure I deserved everything I got. The pretty words wouldn't have worked if you hadn't resented me, at least a little.
Sometimes I think I'm not worth the trouble.
Sometimes I think I should just disappear.
Sometimes I start to think that I might be desirable, then I realize I'm just kidding myself.
Sometimes I want to be something more, but who am I kidding?
Sometimes I get tired of looking the way I do, I wish I could lose the weight.
Sometimes I want to stab myself in the spine.
Sometimes I dream of a day where cyberpunk is a real everyday thing, and I hope I live long enough to see it.
Sometimes I want to make a move on a girl I know, but I know she would never want anything to do with an ugly thing like me. So I don't. I don't want to scare her away.
Sometimes... I think something good might happen to me... I'm still waiting...
Sometimes I think everyone lies to me about everything.
But at the very least... I ALWAYS know you are here for me. |