I'm Pam.

Monday, July 14, 2008

I hate it.

I hate it when people start to openly disrespect me when I'm too polite to reprimand them.

I hate it when I start to feel that I'm completely useless.

I hate it when the world starts to seem better when I'm not meddling in it.

I hate it when my heart starts to clench and I realize that I'm becoming a failure.

I hate it when people tell me that I sometimes expect too much.

I hate it when I start to block out everything that has nothing to do with schoolwork.

I hate it when people's expectations of me go down the drain.

I hate it when I do nothing to accomplish said expectations.

I hate it when people think my life is perfect, even when it's not.

I hate it when I feel like I'm in the bottom of the food chain.

I hate I realize I'm too late.

And most of all, I hate regrets.

Perspective can mean everything.