Im dying of the heat
im feeling like, lost and confused
Years ago writing was my thing
Now I feel like ive lost touch with everything
ive always started at the top and worked my way down.
any one else would call me a loser
fat, ugly
but him he called me beautiful
but you see the thing is i believed him or at least up until 1 hour ago
i want to stop my life
but there is some one i have to live for
just one person
who will one day be somebody great
someone nothing like me
all i do is dream
of all the things i want to be
but i can say in the end i was all he needed
have you ever felt like your that much of a complete waste of space that there is absolutely no point of living because what other people make you feel like or what your self makes you feel like, well i do
but who is anyone to say my life is less than
less than anything
my heart has been broken 3 times biggly
but i am taking back
what they all took
all my love
