Very wip

You always say that you're right I've been dealing with thinking I'm wrong my whole life, getting f*cked up because I thought I f*ucked up, little did you know that I'd end up getting this glow up, yeah you're just mad you can't even be a side h*e, and yet something deep down still feels empty with you, my heart's been stabbed a thousand times but still skips a beat around you, mental and trust issues all getting worse by the day, feels like every time alone I'm laying in my grave, I just want someone to love Is to much ask, maybe it is in this f*cked up world where you can't see someone without a mask