All people ever do is get frustrated with me and yell at me, they don’t even have to live with me and I can tell they’re frustrated and yelling. I can hear it inside of my head like an echo. Something I can’t get away from, no matter how hard I try, no matter what I do it’s always there.
Disappointment must be synonymous with the name Ken because that’s all I ever bring that’s all people ever see in me. I can see it in almost everyone’s eyes who look at me, can see the “this person will bring me disappointment” they also see that I will bring anger and frustration.
I can understand why people drink and do drugs to try and drown that sort of thing out, I’ve never been one to do either. I just let it get inside of my head and own me and run my life and show me just how worthless I am.
To get to the point of wanting to give up trying, when I was younger my mom would talk about putting me up for adoption cause she was that frustrated with me at times, at times I wish she would have. It makes me wonder where I would be now, or would I be. I hear certain terms and I’ve known you’ve given up on me, I know you just want to walk away.
Leaving me in the dust behind, far behind so you can no longer have to see me in anyway
I can’t say I’m overly surprised that anyone wouldn’t want to give up on me