There is always a conflict
Present in my life...

Someone to tell me I’m pretty
For I truly think I’m not...

I depend on others
This is true...

You are my everything
I love everything about you...

Whenever it rains
It always seems to pour...

No longer a child, not yet a teen
You don’t belong in either place...

Why do I always put myself through this?
Why do I love but not get love back...

My life is like a hole.
People don’t notice it at all...

I talked to you again today
But the time was just too short...

Whys it my fault?!?!
What did I do...

I want to die.
I don’t mind where...

“It was just a couple of drinks,” you...
“It is no different than any other...