Lost ring.
Mixed.
Kinda having a mix of emotions right now.
I'm stuck between happy and sad.
I'm ain't sure what am i suppose to be.
Be happy that she found happiness?
Or sad because i got replaced?
Being in love,
told me how to carry on life.
Not being in love.
Tells me how boring life could be.
Everybody is once here at this point of life.
But not everybody carry on life happily.
Not everybody can take such a blow.
Being the 2nd in place.
Being booted out of choosing.
Being in this fucked up situation brings out the worst in me.
i became somebody i said i will not become.
I didn't give a damn about anything.
And i rot at home every single day.
Who doesn't wants to find their own happiness?
I'm sure i want to.
But, whenever i seem to try.
It doesn't seem to work out.
I've been adding friends in facebook.
And my friends teases me about out desprate i am.
But in fact. i'm not.
I'm just looking for what i've lost.
I'm praying for god to show me that path i'm suppose to take.
Praying to find back my lost love.
My trust in love, faded a little.
Because of what i gave in.
I got back nothing.
I put in so much effort and time into a relationship.
But nothing seem to go my way.
I'm that gullible to actually believe that she's actaully cared.
I didn't open my eyes wide enough to see.
What's actually going on.
Friends now are my motivation.
They give me reasons why i should carry on my life.
Why i should carry a smile where ever i go.
Because. In anytime anywhere.
Girls would fall for me.
And i won't notice.
SO I'M GONNA OPEN MY EYES TO SEE.
EVEN IF I'M BLIND.
I'LL STILL TRY.
Lastly
Fuck you, bitch.
With hate. Marcus.