Some naive part of me thought If I just act like myself, and be nice and a good person to everyone, people would see that. and KNOW that I’m not a bad person. But have your name wrongly shit on by a few people and everything goes to shit.
You have to advocate for yourself and tell people what you do, or else your reputation is in the hands of others. Barring those perfect people who are truly genuinely nice and poop rainbows. That is not me.
Take it or leave.
Oh, I hope some day I’ll make it out of here
Even if it takes all night or a hundred years
Need a place to hide, but I can’t find one near
Wanna feel alive, outside I can’t fight my fear