Being lonely is shit.
People are also shit.
barely standing on my own feet, I had you pick me up and carry me for every passing month I laid in your arms and i didn’t stand on my feet because they weren’t steady enough but when I asked you to put me down so we can hold hands you stabbed a knife inside me and cut into the only soul I had left and walked away because if I’m not lying in your arms, I’m not worthy of any type of you.
And so now I’m cut and I kinda just am tired of always being that way so I think I’m just going to find a way to get up on my own feet for now on. I don’t think I can handle anybody hurting me like this anymore.