This Is Me

All alone
no one to talk to

Don't have many friends
i come off kind of shy

I get nervous around guys
so a boyfriend is hard to find

Never really had any true friends
they all seem to lie
have had two boyfriends
but they didn't work out

I lose myself in my writing
the paper my friend
the pencil writes down my thoughts
the words are my way to vent

At the end of the day
I'm happy about what i wrote
and tomorrow
will be the same

Lose myself
again and again
over and over

At the end of the day
I'm happy about what i wrote

By:Gabi