emo

prom's coming.
and dateless i am.
when i first heard that someone liked me, i doubt that.
for i am failure.
and success is not my strength.
i was happy.
restless.
sleepless.
and then, she knew me better.
i know people who know me better regret knowing me.
everyone shows signs of that.
its like having a pet.
that looks so innocent.
but then it just destroys that first impression.
and then, i died on the inside.