Some people think I'm lazy or dumb. Truth is that I just don't give a **** most days.
Definitely. All the time. Most people in my life can't understand.
It's fine. I am used to it.
I think we are misunderstood a lot We see people and think we know what they are thinking or why they do things when in fact unless they share we really don't know
When I'm depressed I don't care if I'm misunderstood, I prefer it that way anyhow. The last thing you want or need is someone thinking they got you figured out.
Sometimes I feel I am.
maybe...either that or they all understand perfectly, and dislike me because of it