Every time i do something i expect the best. but disappointing times is all that i get. the good things in life seem to bring on stress. why does it always seem to end like this? i put my heart into it and it turns out like this? it doesn't matter, i can't avoid it. i'm sick of this sh**. things stay this way, i get no relief at all. why do i constatnly set myself up for a fail? i'm sick of my life, they take advantage of me. Nobody really cares or maybe they can't see. spit on me when i help someone else. you don't know me. you don't know the kind of pain that i've felt. Why when I expect good he gives me bad? i can't even count all the sad times i've had