It just hurts

JW

I'm a second child.

I'm a middle child,

I'm a back up,

I'm a second choice,
I'm...
What am I.

Sometimes being second isn't that bad.
It's just that, You'll never be the one in the front,
Being first.

Alas technology is always the one,
with me, accompanying me.

I guess they're most loyal things in the world.

I still can't get over this feeling.
I'm still being emo.
Well I only write here when I'm feeling bad.

I didn't know it was such a big impact.
I'm... torn.

Oh self pity, please leave me be..

Mum dad don't compare,

I'm me she's her.

Mum dad don't compare,

If you miss her just say so.

Mum dad don't compare,

She hurts you guys, I won't do the same.

Mum dad don't compare,

Whatever happens, I will still be me.

Mum dad don't compare, 

No matter how much I get angry at you guys, I won't leave.

Mum dad don't compare,

I can't be as good as her i can't do anything about it.

Mum dad don't compare,

And even if you guys do, i still love you.

and you,

You say I'm not a substitute, 

I'm not a second choice,

I'm not an escape route.

Then tell me now,

why the fuck i feel like one.

I'm pissed,

I feel sad,
I feel unfair,

This world is so.

Unfair at times like this.

'All I want to do is love you,

But I'm the only one to blame.'
- Secondhand Serenade

Make a decision fast,
And don't regret,
Make a decision and stick to it,
Be straight forward,
Make a decision now,
Or I will be leaving soon.

The love I have is being used up.
Used up by people who couldn't keep up.
Now tell me why should I continue to get hurt,
For things that would make me fall in the dirt,
Struggling alone in this conflict,
The wounds that blood still reeks,
With everyone being selfish,
With nobody to trust or to lean on,
Why should I continue giving out my generous heart,
which has been torn and stepped on time to time,
By all of you.

Tell me why.
Should I,
Continue to lie,
To myself and I,
Would get hurt by,
standing alone with thy,
Taking everything like,
It is for granted, you Sly,
People of the world.

JW

 Credits goes to KC for editing my pic.

Hangover

So this is what it feels to be semi drunk.

I didn't drink till i feel woozy and faint.

I just scolded all of my frens and laugh continuously.

My stomach hurts now. 

I was so hungry from last night..

It feels like an old wound openned up.

My arm muscles hurts even when i type on my keyboard

So weird...

well goodnight.

JW