It's times like this, when I wish I would die. I'd rather be in bliss, than sit here and cry. I wonder how it got to be this bad, what happened to me? How did I get so horribly sad? How did I not get to where I wanted to be? Why did my life come crashing down, right beneath my feet? Now I always wear a frown, with a slow heart beat. I sit quietly and wonder to myself, who am I? What happened to that girl in the picture on the shelf? Why am I so shy?
Then I realize...these questions will never be answered...
