My past will always haunt me, and I’m beginning to let yours do the same.

I’m selfish and I act like a brat.  I put up walls and shut people out. I’m scared and I haven’t yet learned how to deal with this type of fear. I only act this way because I don’t want to be the second choice.  I don’t want to be lonely or forgotten or let down, and that’s all I’ve ever known.