disposableteen

Sometimes I wanna crawl under your skin to see if you even make sense to yourself. 'Cause you don't fucking make sense to me honey. After everything we said, told each other, taught each other, you'll just argue about something this small? It's not worth it, and I think I'm worth a update on your life from time to time, without having to ask about it. But I want to hear the bright side as well, honey, all I hear is your complaining, about what? Your freaking voices? Why talk to me about that, what can I do?
Honey you already got help but it's not enough, get a shrink again and start therapy all over again, get new meds and try to move on. I know it doesn't seem tempting but you know it'll be better in the end.
If you can't see things on a brighter side, or look forward on your life with a smile, if you can't even forgiving me for having my own issues on my mind... Then I have taught you nothing about life, despite my tries. Perhaps you have forgotten it all. In that case, just forget about me. You once asked for my help, and I taught you everything I knew about looking at the bright side of life and staying positive. If you forgot about it, then you forgot about a big part of me. I won't do it all again. I can't be your angel now hun', I'm just a person, like you.
I wanted to share the rest of my life with you, my sister. But you already have someone to share so much more with. So forget about me, what will our blood ever be compared to teenagelove?

Honey just forget about me.