No one makes me feel foolish more than you. I'm supposed to be able to come to you for help. You're supposed to lift me up when I'm down. Instead, you just bring me down lower. You're always trying to fucking fix me. All I really need is your support. Your love. But all you see is a foolish man making more stupid mistakes. You tell me to be logical, when all you want is for me to believe in a God that might not give a shit about me. How can I be logical in love and have faith in love?
Either I'm logical and nothing's real or I'm a believer/true optimist. Where does it end? Where's the balance? I'm having trouble finding that balance.
I told you from the beginning it doesn't make sense. I'm sure everyone I tell thinks I'm a fucking idiot.
All I know is that you made me this way. I try to change, but it never works out. I don't know how to be who you want me to be because you never let me learn.
*Sigh* Thanks for helping me feel like shit.
Family...what a fucking joke.
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