I love everything about you.
I love the way you care...

It has been 8 months since that horrible day.
I think about it different ways...

Normal,
what is that...

I know Kyle was in an accident
but you don't know how it is to be me...

What do you do when you are mad?
What do you do when you are sad...

I don't cut
I don't drink...

Smile,
I tell everyone else to smile...

Crying every night,
for no particular reason...

It's all good,
"It's all good," I say...

When I'm scared
my stomach trembles...

Why is it so hard?
Why does it take so long...

I feel as if I am incomplete,
like I need something else...