I'm not crazy I'm just a little unwell.
I know right now you can't tell,
but stay a while and
maybe then
you'll see,
a
difference out of me.
You don't know me.
I'm tired of everyone being all pissy because
I'm not normal.
I'm sorry i text a lot.
I'm sorry i text you a lot.
I'm sorry i get mad when you don't text me back.
My mother gave me that.
Abandonment issues.
Didn't we have homework for math models?
I hate that my phone doesn't have service.
I hate how everyone is two faced these days.
What are we?
Fourth graders?
Open your eyes lady.
Trust is a valuable thing.
Why are you wasting it on someone who has proved
time and time again that they can't
be trusted?
I wish love was a disease I could spread simply by sneezing on you.
Furthermore, i apologize for any skipping tracks,
it's just the last boy who played me left a couple cracks.
I used to used to used to
but I'm over that.
Cause holding grudges over love is ancient artifacts.
So I'm sure you know that the way she treats you isn't the way you want to be treated.
What you don't know is that the way i would treat you
would be the way you would want to be treated.
I've been called crazy.
I've been called a lot of things.
I like you like this.
A lot.
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