Bitter
Towards the whole fucking world, for having something I never will. I can't get over it? You try, motherfucker. Its not something you get over. YOU'RE BORN THIS WAY. Today it dominated my every thought. I cant' look at or speak to anyone without being reminded. Its like being nagged by a goddamn child all day, except the nagging child is this thing that won't go away, ever. Not unless I die and reincarnate.
The approach of summer doesn't make me feel any fucking better either. I can't do shit a normal person does in the summer. No, I was born a freak.
And all I can think of is why. And how can I fix this. And what if this is all a joke and I'm meant to die, why am I prolonging it. Yeah, I guess another word would be
Morbid.
Bitter and morbid.