Its not what people think of you that matters, It's what you think of yourself.

Theres beauty in a person,
That believes in thereselves.

Im almost out of duck tape and band-aids,
My heart keeps falling a part,
I need you,
But you keep breaking my heart.

I hate you,
I wish I never met you,
I wish I never fell in love with you,
I just wish I could say that while meaning it

There's a time to love him,
and a time to let him go,
and a time to forget his sorry self,
and move on to someone that makes you glow. ((: