That's what it feels like I'm doing,most of the time Because I can't seem to get through to him. He acts like we're a couple, even though I tell him that we're not And if I don't want to talk,he thinks he's upset me. It couldn't just be that I want time to myself, could it???
Banging my head against a brick wall!
I used to sit and read a book or listen to music. Now I'm constantly on my phone,replying to his messages. I feel like I'm slowly suffocating..... Suffocating from the constant attention. If he doesn't sort his shit out...
Why am I always waiting? At least it feels that way to me. Waiting for the next thing to happen;never happy to just be. Waiting for a Thursday-my one evening out each week Or waiting for a Friday to recharge my batteries, so to speak. Waiting for the summer,when life feels better anyway, Days out with the family, maybe even a holiday. Even at night in my subconscious, when everyone is sleeping, I'm waiting for the alarm to go off,with that really annoying beeping! Oh,and one last thing I'm waiting for is for people to stop messing with me ...
No more will I let you treat me wrong,and get inside my head, No more will I let you block me because of something innocent that I said. No more will I treat people decently because I never get the same, No more will I give second chances, which really is a shame.
It's half one in the morning and I really need to sleep, I've tried everything I can think of,even counting sheep. I have to put up with feeling like this, every bloody night, While you're dreaming next to me, oblivious of my plight. I'm watching the minutes pass slowly by,on the clock beside my bed. If you don't stop snoring soon, I'm gonna punch you in the head!
Why do people think that it's alright to throw crap my way, And then when I retaliate,they don't like what I say? All my life I've put up with it,and let it make me sad, But now I reckon I've had enough;now I'm getting mad! If you don't want to talk to me,of course that hurts a bit, But I really will survive, you know,I will get over it!
I went away three weeks ago, My life was a mess,I felt so low. Left my children, my partner too, I was desperate,what could I do?
As days went by, it wasn't so bad, I grew calmer,felt less sad. I made new friends, people who cared, We listened to each other, began to share. There's been laughter,there's been tears, Revealing our dreams,admitting our fears.
I'm going home soon,not sure how I feel, A bit worried, I guess,it feels so unreal. Now things are better,I'll be alright, The future looks positive,...