I don't understand why i'm doing what i'm doing when i know i want the extreme opposite of what i'm forcing to happen.
I don't understand why i keep pushing ___, when i know i shouldn't be doing it.
Why am i hurting myself.
It's so painful to read the confessions when right from the start i knew i should have expected this.
Yet inside of me, there's this tiny glimmer of hope that's praying really hard for the unlikely to happen.
See the true colours, please.
"It doesn't have to make no sense to you at all, cos' this is my interpretation."