I honestly just don’t see the point
The point in being here
Man I have a daughter with a mother who won’t allow me to be there for her
All I wanted since I was a kid was a person to love me..
I even remember my 5 year old self having this imaginary girlfriend, but you see it wasn’t exactly imaginary, it was all I wanted for my future self… I just wanted to be loved, a happily ever after..
I sit here in pain every single night of everyday of the week, I drink my sorrows away, I drink myself to sleep
I feel like I’m never good enough, I feel like I’m some kind of loser
I have my own house, my own car, my own everything and I’m only 22 years old..
I can’t even get one woman to pretend to love me
Am I that toxic? Am I that much of an anti social loser?
I pray to god, but I get no answers
I just can’t stand being alone all the time, I want someone to tell me everything is gonna be alright
Man I wished my own mother would’ve done that, I’ve never had a genuine hug, a genuine “I love you” and that’s all I wanted since I was a kid
This pain is too much, I don’t know what to do anymore