Why wouldn't you ever let me be what I want to be?
Why aren't you proud of me?
Why can't you be like others?
Why can't you ever appreciate what I'm doing?
Why can't you ever understand me?
Is it really that hard?
Why me?
Can't you even pretend that I am important to you?
I'd rather you pretend.
I'm sick of all this.
Why aren't you proud of me?
Why can't you be like others?
Why can't you ever appreciate what I'm doing?
Why can't you ever understand me?
Is it really that hard?
Why me?
Can't you even pretend that I am important to you?
I'd rather you pretend.
I'm sick of all this.
I know I'm not supposed to live my life this way, J.
I'm sorry.
Sometimes, I just lose it.
The title of this post is so significant and typical of someone I know.
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