Too nice of a guy...
People come to me to talk to when they're said. I dont mind, I dont mind at all. I like to help people, whether advice or just someone to rant to or listen. I'll smile when they're happy. Even though they go to other friends to celebrate, forgetting those who didn't shy alway when they needed someone.
But who listens to the listener?
No one really cares about that person don't they?
After all, I'm the only one who notices.
I guess I dont show I'm hurting. Probably thats why no one else notices. I just cant seem to click with people. Probably cause I care too much. Care too much to do reckless stupid frivous things that make friends.
I'm too emotional, too caring, too vulnerable, too... hanging on barely...
100% of readers will read this, click "X" and conviently forget about my feelings
But who listens to the listener?
No one really cares about that person don't they?
After all, I'm the only one who notices.
I guess I dont show I'm hurting. Probably thats why no one else notices. I just cant seem to click with people. Probably cause I care too much. Care too much to do reckless stupid frivous things that make friends.
I'm too emotional, too caring, too vulnerable, too... hanging on barely...
100% of readers will read this, click "X" and conviently forget about my feelings