I SO SICK OF FEELING UNWANTED, FEELING UNNEEDED

So close to pulling out my old sanctuary again
so close...
so close...

If there's one thing in life you have to learn,
Things aren't like the movies, things never fall into place, and you don't always get your happy ending

She's like a flower,

She's beautiful,

Even when she's crushed

I wish I could stop caring what my parents think,
But after years of craving for their love and attention,
It's hard not to

People say sucide is giving up
I know that
I'm ready to give up
The fights are killing me mentaly
Why not die phycicaly
I am ready for death to come and greet me

She talks about how her friend always is sad, and thinks no one loves her
She gets kinda sick of it
So I guess I feel like if I told her of my will to die, she might get sick of it
So I guess thats why I've started hiding my feelings

I told you that I was depressed and sucidal.....in an email
I wonder what you think when you see me in person...
Do you look at my eyes and finally see the pain I feel

You all think I'm strong, and have everything together
But inside I'm really just a lost, little girl looking for someone to love her

It's official I feel completly hopeless