But I hate being misunderstood.
Even the people I trusted,
my friends, they didn't undesrstand me.
I don't easily give my trust to anyone, mind you.
A single mistake will make you
the most avoidable person in the
entire fuckin' universe.
A single mistake to a single person...
everybody avoids you.
A single honest mistake...
everything good you've done,
they will put into trash.
And no one will remember you.
No one will appreciate you.
Nobody will, but yourself.
I hate myself for being careless and anxious at times.
I don't blame people for hating me either.
I love being different.
But, crap, I hate being misunderstood.
Always misunderstood.
It makes me sad.
