4am Venting

I'm not supposed to be like this. Misfitted, twisted, confused, self conscience, and unoptimistic. I'm still trying to put in to words what it is that made me like this. Who it is that paved this. You know you carved the rocks to the road that I'm supposed to walk down. The only thing is you only paved it half way. I thought men could finish things like this. You only paved it half way. I thought parents loved you unconditionally. You only paved it half way. I thought daugters were supposed to be daddys little girls. You only paved it half way. You don't even know how amazing I am but still think you deserve the credit. You only paved it half way. Who do I owe my success to? You only paved it half way. You're the reason I can't trust dudes. You only paved it half way. You're the reason sometimes late at night I stop being too pretty to cry. You only paved it half way. I'm venting now, hoping for a better day. You see I'm not as screwed up as I should be. Get pissed, flip stuff, dip quick, and light piff. Get sick, spazz fit, sniff this, and sip stuff. This only makes sense to me. You're starting to become my enemy. I said I couldn't find the words at the begining of this. I think I found a few. Shed a few tears and throw on a smile or two. I just let the world see how volunerable I can be, atleast for an hour or a few. I don't know when I'll tell you this to your face but it's long over do. Got me up 4am cyber venting to you.