Me

You ever have so many emotions and didn’t know where to start?

I love me some me! I’m the most coolest, laidback, goofiest, corniest person ever.
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So why is it so easy to walk away from me?
Why is it so easy to talk to me but you leave?
Why is it so comfortable around me but you leave?
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When do I I get to speak and be heard?
When I get to be mad?
When do I get to scream and cuss?
When do I get to attack your intelligence?
When do I get to hit below the belt?
I’m just ask for a friend cause I’m sick of being the nothing is wrong, or walk away individual.
I’m not okay I haven’t been okay in a very long time and I can’t even pin point when or where it started. I don’t wanna be here but I don’t wanna leave but recently every day reminds me I don’t have anything to live for and I’m tired.
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I love me some me and the conversations between me and me should be recorded because I’m the most amazing, creative, intelligent person I know but loving me just ain’t feeling like enough!