The Hate is growing

I run around with my heart on my sleeve hoping no one will take it & leave.

I'm not ready to see you with anyone yet.

I wish I could be everything you want me to be.

I just want to be loved by you.

Why isn't there anyone there to comfort me when I cry

I want you to see me cry so you'll know what you've brought me to.

I can't hold back my tears any longer.

Suicide won't hurt a thing. & for once, not even me.

You'll be happy once I'm gone.