by heather Apr 10, 2004
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
Ever since I was a little girl I wondered what life in the popular crowd was like. And now that I know I don't want to be a part of it.. Why cant you just be my friend. Why cant you show a little respect towards me. Cause it matters to me when I don't know what to say don't know what to do don't know why you don't like me. It matters to me.All I wanted was a true friend who would stand by me and love me for who I was. Obviously thats too much to ask.But it matters to me when I don't know what to say don't know what to do don't know why you cant be my friend. Don't you know how much it hurts. It feels like someone stuck a knife through my heart. Its not fair and I need to know why cause it matters to me. |
by ~* Joyful *~
ohh sad but good.. i am ya friend always.. even though i am in another country to ya!! great job |