I can't remember why I said what I said but I said it.

And when you grow up, you learn to never take back the things that you say.

Even if you realize that you didn't mean what you said.

You still hold to it.



And that's what I did.



I said it.
And I pretended to mean it.
Even though I didn't mean it.





I feel like my life consists of the same story over and over again.