My so called "life"

i just need to bitch and be angry and cry


im glad that your there to pretend to listen
and pretend to know what im saying
and tell me its okay
when its not

and im glad your there to yell at me to calm down
and give me medicine
then yell at me that im gonna be okay
then give me medicine

because thats what i need
thanks
im so glad i have you


i know itll be fine
and i know ill be fine
and i know im probably over reacting
but i dont care
a bitch
and i cry
and i blog
and i blast music
and i isolate my self from the rest of the world
thats how i cope
and thats how i work

if anything all of this made it worse
thanks