it hurts to realise that no matter how much you do for anyone and everyone will never be enough. 

and it hurts even more to realise that everyone's used to you being there all the time that they start to  believe that you're gonna be there all the time anyway.

tell me how you're supposed to feel when you realise that you can't even recall the last time you felt genuinely happy.

when your smiles were truly a reflection of how you genuinely felt inside, and not just a facade.


i guess it's time to leave.

("just leave - no one's gonna care or miss you anyway.")