Sometimes she thinks she needs to make up her mind with what she wants...
Sometimes she thinks it is hard feeling this way and not knowing what to do...
She is plodding along in her own little hell...
And she doesn't know what to do...
Sometimes she thinks life isn't worth it anymore...
And tomorrow she will die... like she planned to do, but not in the way she thought she would, it's her soul that will die, she is going to die on the inside, like everyone knew she always would.
She is sick of her heart making feelings for people where the feelings aren't even true because when the next person comes along... she feels like she loves them too... And it is getting to much for her to handle.
She is sick of loving people, she is sick of people loving her because she always ends up hurting people. She is dead on the inside...