Octubre 22 "I am so sick of crying"

El mal humor me gana los sentimientos,

I need attention, I need support and I am searching for it in the wrong places,

Sometimes I am the one supporting other people but who will be there for me?

I hate myself because I give it all, every single person take a piece of me but every day I wake up alone,

Sweet dream, waiting for you to show up in them,

You abandon me too,

Lately I am waiting for your presence here,

Me molesta tanto saber que necesito contacto humano,

Que necesito ser abrazada y consolada,

Oir que todo lo que estoy haciendo esta bien,

But still, I am the one helping other and be the support for them in their hard times,

It is not their fault, I never ask for help or support....

It is not a weakness to request for help or cry when you need it,

But I do not get used to do it.

Sometime I wish to be save by a Magical Handsome being,

Then I laugh and remember i should save myself,

I can depend of someone to save be,

I know in my head, there's an small little frightened girl hopping and waiting for someone to save her from the big scary world outside,

She will like to hear that you are her guy, you will be by her side from this moment on...

The moment I wish to scream and ask "Where is my F... mind?"

I want to call you and tell you to pick me up, let drive to the ocean and run away from responsibilities at less this time... Let leave in an island... in the beach...

Or the less irresponsable option will be, let go for a pizza and beers!

What to do you think?

It is funny when I notice that my way of thinking and writing is random as my taste in music and movies....