You promised I'd be okay
Life is a big FAT lie just like me.. Fat fat fat, what an awful word, what an awful feeling! Why does it have to matter if I'm fat or skinny 'til the point you'd cry your eyes out?
But it it does matter, I do care. I care so much it hurts, it consumes me, kills me!
Drugs didn't work for long.. I'm clean now! Been sober for many weeks now, no alcohol either. I'm happy that's over, but what now? I feel so empty, so damn lonely but yet I'm too uncomfortable to see anyone.
I want to be good, I wanna look my best and be my best and If I don't it's like nothing matters.
You promised I'd be okay..
I know you lied
