Not fair

It makes me upset realizing that the people I liked are now enjoying their lives. I may have failed in saying what I want them to hear but I’m just asking life to be a little more fair. Why can’t I be like them? Why can’t I enjoy myself with someone better? Just once, I want to be happy with someone.

I’m a bad guy.

If I were in a movie, I’m gonna be the bad guy. I’m that type of hustler that doesn’t let anyone know of his true intentions until he gets caught. I’m very manipulative and I like persuading other people. I like partying and getting people around me drunk. I’m gonna die out of something but not of age. I’m the bad influence.

I’ll make dreams real, even hers!
I hate the fact the guy always has to text first.
I like you, even if you don’t look at me like you used to.