...and you can either be over the top happy.. or depressingly sad
so how am i feeling now.. i feel unappreciated. honestly, i don't think i am wrong at all! i did nothing wrong, why did you have to lash your anger out on me? i did everything you wanted me to, ever since i was a little girl. study hard, learn the piano, take up engineering. what did i do that isn't your will? what you wanted?
every expectation you want i give, and yet it is not enough. at first you were proud of me, but eventually, you grew weary of my 'good', and soon my 'good' is not good enough. don't ever think i'm not aware, you just want me to be your idea of perfect. but i'm sorry i'm not, i'll probably never measure up to what you want me to be, but am i not good enough? trying my best to please you all these years, and now because of one small fault, i'm asked to pack my bags and leave?
maybe, maybe one day i will. i'll leave and we'll see whether anyone self can satisfy your level of good, 'cause i sure as hell am not, and never will be good enough.
so how am i feeling now.. i feel unappreciated. honestly, i don't think i am wrong at all! i did nothing wrong, why did you have to lash your anger out on me? i did everything you wanted me to, ever since i was a little girl. study hard, learn the piano, take up engineering. what did i do that isn't your will? what you wanted?
every expectation you want i give, and yet it is not enough. at first you were proud of me, but eventually, you grew weary of my 'good', and soon my 'good' is not good enough. don't ever think i'm not aware, you just want me to be your idea of perfect. but i'm sorry i'm not, i'll probably never measure up to what you want me to be, but am i not good enough? trying my best to please you all these years, and now because of one small fault, i'm asked to pack my bags and leave?
maybe, maybe one day i will. i'll leave and we'll see whether anyone self can satisfy your level of good, 'cause i sure as hell am not, and never will be good enough.
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