Maybe I'm A Lot Of Things...

I don't care. I don't care.

I don't care. I shouldn't care.

I really shouldn't care.

Why do I care?

It seems that every time I attach myself to someone there's a reason to detatch within a couple months/ weeks/ days.

I'm not sure whether I create reasons, of if I'm too demanding, or maybe I'm drawn to the wrong people.. I really couldn't tell you; what I do know is that it hurts.

It hurts when someone you trust lies to you -

I get told I'm too soft, I'm gullable, I'm easy to trick and lie to. Well, maybe.

Maybe I'm easy to lie to, maybe I trust too much, maybe I'm soft. But, maybe, just maybe, it's because I trust my friends, and wouldn't expect them to lie to me. If I did it to you, maybe I'd expect it in return.

I've been told I'm predictable. That I don't know what I want, that I do know what I want and that it's obvious. Well, maybe.

Maybe I'm predictable, maybe I'm obvious, maybe I'm easy to read. But, maybe, just maybe, it's because I'm not trying to fool anyone. I am what I am. At the end of the day I always will be. So tell me, why would I hide that from you? Why bother with silly games when I am predictable and obvious and all of the above?

I'm quite straight forward: I trust what people tell me, I'm predictable, I may not always know every detail but for the most part I know what I want, I am human, I make mistakes.

Please tell this friendship wasn't another mistake?

I care too much.

- xx, Kelly.