You knew I was shattered,
I guess I never mattered

I wanna be like a super model,
that you see on tv,
I wanna be thin like them,
But thats just not me.

part from my poem I just wanna be pretty!

Here we gO again
with the mixed signals'
& second th0ughts

**not mine but i luv it**

& jUSt [ for once ] i wANt
[ someone ] tO bE *aFRAiD*
ToO lOSe mE

** not mine but i luv it**

And I know he loved me then,
I swear to God he did.

It was a goodbye kiss..
a 'this isn't working kiss'
a 'this is hurting me more than
it's hurting you' kiss
and all I could think was,
"oh my god, this is the last kiss"

I wish just for one day
you would feel what I feel.

The last time you saw me was in a
crumpled photograph that missed the bin

Hate me in ways,
ways hard to swallow.
Hate me so you can finally
see what's good for you.

These days it seems like EVERYONE'S! at the disco.