Remind me.

Sometimes I have to remind myself, that everything is going to be okay.
That nothing last forever.
Sometimes I need to remind myself that some people might really stay.
That I once in my life I might stop worrying about myself.

Maybe I just think different.
Maybe I don’t care as much as most people.
Maybe I can be so bitchy because I do what I mostly do, defend!
And if I can’t take it anymore, I just need to look.

I see things different.
I don’t look at what I want to see, but what I need to see.
Even when I break myself down with it.
In my head, I think free.

You may call it stupid; you may see it as pride.
I see myself as the girl with the hunted eyes.