How could you have noticed me?
My mind must be deceiving...

Laugh at me some more
Call me what you choose...

Whether bad things come
Or life turns to the worst...

Look for me in the sky
The clouds will be my disguise...

Turn around
Head held high...

My bright blue eyes
That shine so bright...

I wake up -
in the morning...

The blade is sharp
And cold as ice...

Oh god not another poem
Not another rhyme...

Nothing is getting easier
The arguments are repeating...

Tear down my confidence
Create all my tears...

One phone call
Just a few words...