I just tire. Not sad. Tired.
You love someone, problem.
You don't love them, problem.

The ones that love me, I'm not attracted to them.
The ones who don't love me at all, kpata kpata, I'm attracted to them.
Who do me this thing?

I legitly can't sleep.
And the only one I can talk to, is my electronic paper.
I am not heartbroken.
I don't even know how I feel anymore.

My heart have been broken too many times.
Now, it just feels like business as usual.
What to do?

Maybe it's karma.
But then, how long is it gonna take out it's pound of flesh?

How can you love someone truly and they tell you, you're too clingy?
I guess messed up people need messed up people.

If you're reading this, I am not innocent myself.
I wish I am. I just want to be happy. Even if I'm single, I'll manage it but let me be happy.

My heart hurts.

I like how you write

Happiness has been within you all along...you just didn't know it was right there.