by You-Destroyed-Me Feb 18, 2006
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
I'm no where near perfect. I eat when I'm bored, I fall for boys too easily. I'm vulnerable to believing lies. I'm hoping that one day I don't need a fake smile & made up stories to get someone to like me, I live by quotes & lyrics that explain exactly what I'm going through & I make up excuses for everything. I have my best friends & my enemies, drama & memories. I'm just your average typical teenager. |
Good poem |