Its hard, when people expect you're kind, but you aren't.
When they thought that you're perfect, but you know you aren't.
Its hard. Trying to be perfect while you know who you're.
Its hard.
Its hurt.
Its hurt.
Darlings.
Even with the worst past, you can make a better future.
When s/he can accept who you are, isn't it enough?
Or you might think you can get better? If so,
you should think that s/he can get better than you!
