You would just hear me out.
But that's out of the question.
And I just can't fight anymore.
As soon as I get home from work today I'm sure I'll just pass out and sleep until my next scheduled shift.
I can't prove to you anything I say, I can't convince you.
So I just say, what's the point?
I don't want to be a quitter.
But I physically can not handle trying to fight you anymore.
What you said to me the other day tore me apart.
I had it coming, but that's not what I am anymore.
I don't like what little attention I got before. I don't like it now.
I can't handle it, either.
Even Spike's love gets to be too much for me.
I feel bad because I don't have the energy to love on him anymore.
At least he knows his mommy doesn't feel her best and is trying to make me feel better.
I can't catch a break, though.
I'm not motivated for college anymore. I just feel like putting it off.
Moving out and then going to college.
But I'm already registered.
And I still have no where to go, or anyone that wants me.
My dad has gotten over Caroline and has moved back into treating me like I'm nothing.
Exciting.
I feel so sick, I'm sure some thing's wrong, but I don't want to go to the doctor.
All I can do is sleep.
I don't want to go anywhere. I just want to lay down, and sleep.
I don't want to eat anything, and I can't eat anything.
I can't stand listening to music, it annoys and hurts my head.
I think I'm going to go swimming after work and drown myself in the "deep" end.
I don't even want to stand up while drying my hair, because I'll get dizzy and fall over.
I just can't function.
I think I'm going to go take a nap now.
Hip-hip-hooray.
What was the point of that? I have no idea.
But that's out of the question.
And I just can't fight anymore.
As soon as I get home from work today I'm sure I'll just pass out and sleep until my next scheduled shift.
I can't prove to you anything I say, I can't convince you.
So I just say, what's the point?
I don't want to be a quitter.
But I physically can not handle trying to fight you anymore.
What you said to me the other day tore me apart.
I had it coming, but that's not what I am anymore.
I don't like what little attention I got before. I don't like it now.
I can't handle it, either.
Even Spike's love gets to be too much for me.
I feel bad because I don't have the energy to love on him anymore.
At least he knows his mommy doesn't feel her best and is trying to make me feel better.
I can't catch a break, though.
I'm not motivated for college anymore. I just feel like putting it off.
Moving out and then going to college.
But I'm already registered.
And I still have no where to go, or anyone that wants me.
My dad has gotten over Caroline and has moved back into treating me like I'm nothing.
Exciting.
I feel so sick, I'm sure some thing's wrong, but I don't want to go to the doctor.
All I can do is sleep.
I don't want to go anywhere. I just want to lay down, and sleep.
I don't want to eat anything, and I can't eat anything.
I can't stand listening to music, it annoys and hurts my head.
I think I'm going to go swimming after work and drown myself in the "deep" end.
I don't even want to stand up while drying my hair, because I'll get dizzy and fall over.
I just can't function.
I think I'm going to go take a nap now.
Hip-hip-hooray.
What was the point of that? I have no idea.
