I hate being an idealist. You just get disappointed over and over again. Maybe I should start expecting the worst of people, but I just can't seem to be able to. I expect the best of them, I keep waiting...But it never comes. Its sad, but normally, people don't surprise me for good.
I mean, I try to make the people around me happy. I try to be as kind as I can and I know I would do nearly anything that they would ask me for, because I love them. Maybe I don't always know how to do this, but I do try.
So it's hard when you realize that it doesn't go both ways.
When you ask for the smallest thing, and still that person is not bothered to do it.
Well, I hope you are reading this closely: you'll be sorry one day, because, even though now I'm not strong enough, one day I won't be bothered with you anymore.
And then you'll remember this.
Give 'em love and what does it get ya?