I'M INSECURE.....Who Knew?

I'm sorry that...

I get depressed

I cry

I'm never good enough to anyone but myself

I ruin everything

people think I think the world revolves around me

my best friend doesn't love me anymore

I cry

I get mad so easily

I analize everything to death

I'm too honest

I'm brash

I can't just be what you want me to be

I'm sorry that I'm upset for feeling rejected, and that my intuition is dead wrong.....but I'm right, aren't I? I hate that I'm girly and I never seem happy with what I'm presented.

I just want someone to love me....

and by "someone" I mean a boy, and that's sad