Tired of these pointless arguments, tears, and resentment.
Why deal with so much shit when nothing good comes out of it? It just gets old and feelings grow cold.
I had been independent. Didn't hang around anyone, and didn't care if I didn't see or speak to them for weeks. Yet, now I've become this person. Someone that is avoided and thrown excuses for fear of anger but not without the courage to become angry.
Mixed in a sea of pricking emotions, I'm letting go.
