I close my eyes, I lay down asking my self why couldn't I be that girl with that crown. I feel my tears run off. I wonder if I can ever erase them bad memories. No I don't feel good I feel as if I've let myself down in many ways I can't even imagine. I am so hurt like someone kicked me and I landed in that pile of dirt. I wipe my eyes finding they are blood tears, letting out all my fears. Not what I feel is real. Not what I think is true, the reason is I am missing you.
