i was misunderstood. No. i misunderstood myself. I didn’t understand who I really was. And the moment I leave behind this script that I follow, day in and day out, then i will be shaken about in this small box for the rest of my life. Open the box. Fall out. See what happens.
Zombies are seriously misunderstood, unable to talk, mostly cause their teeth are falling out and their lips fallen off, all they want is to give someone a little hug, maybe nibble on an ear or two and people set them on fire, cut their heads off and just generally run round having a panic attack and screaming, poor misunderstood creatures
I’m always misunderstood. I say things that people interpret in ways that I didn’t mean for them to be interpreted. It makes me look like a bad person.
I have been misunderstood countless of times,
It’s hard being the middle child.
It’s like speaking a different language that nobody
can understand,
I have always felt misunderstood but I wish that the
words that I speak and the stories that I tell can show
the bigger pictures…pieces of me that can be understood!
We are usually misunderstood as humans in general. Life throws all kinds of curveball that cause people to make irrational decisions. That can sometimes lead other people to not fully understand certain events.
He looked at her face. It had moved from radiance to dark, the shadows collecting in the wrinkles along her face. “I feel misunderstood,” he said. “Look at us. Do you think anyone wants to see us at our 25th wedding anniversary, looking so tired and so old?”
“I don’t care. We’re not doing it for our vanity or to show off. We’re doing it for the children, to show them that people can stay together for so long and get through things.”
“What things? We argue all the time.” He turned around and left the room.
My brain misunderstood the signals you were giving.
Now my heart is paying for it.
i was misunderstood. No. i misunderstood myself. I didn’t understand who I really was. And the moment I leave behind this script that I follow, day in and day out, then i will be shaken about in this small box for the rest of my life. Open the box. Fall out. See what happens.
Zombies are seriously misunderstood, unable to talk, mostly cause their teeth are falling out and their lips fallen off, all they want is to give someone a little hug, maybe nibble on an ear or two and people set them on fire, cut their heads off and just generally run round having a panic attack and screaming, poor misunderstood creatures
Don’t let me be misunderstood, I had a boyfriend, I couldn’t do you, Thor. But we have the same birthday. And you’re so beautiful. Why couldn’t we?
I’m always misunderstood. I say things that people interpret in ways that I didn’t mean for them to be interpreted. It makes me look like a bad person.
I have been misunderstood countless of times,
It’s hard being the middle child.
It’s like speaking a different language that nobody
can understand,
I have always felt misunderstood but I wish that the
words that I speak and the stories that I tell can show
the bigger pictures…pieces of me that can be understood!
We are usually misunderstood as humans in general. Life throws all kinds of curveball that cause people to make irrational decisions. That can sometimes lead other people to not fully understand certain events.
He looked at her face. It had moved from radiance to dark, the shadows collecting in the wrinkles along her face. “I feel misunderstood,” he said. “Look at us. Do you think anyone wants to see us at our 25th wedding anniversary, looking so tired and so old?”
“I don’t care. We’re not doing it for our vanity or to show off. We’re doing it for the children, to show them that people can stay together for so long and get through things.”
“What things? We argue all the time.” He turned around and left the room.