Since I was a child,
I have been buoyant...
I cry to the heavens above,
I need help to love...
I just can't take hold,
Of what I have...
It is extremely hard to find one,
Who has come to you...
All I see is a monster;
A monster looking back at me...
If you are unhappy why live?
If you are happy why die...
My heart goes to those who cannot cry,
They find an alternative...
I am abused,
I am taunted...
You have ruined your last chance,
As she is now caught in a trance...
A padded cell,
I kick and yell...
Knowing that your lips will never press against...
Knowing that your hands will never caress my body...
"Little Red Riding Hood,
Don't go out into the wood"...