I am a rose, you are my thorns,
clutching to me, protecting me...

Who is that guy, standing over there?
With his perfect blue eyes and his stylish hair...

Why are guys such a**holes,
they're always so mean...

Why do I feel so sad and lonely,
even though I've got friends...

Why do people care, when someone looks geeky?
Why do people care, when someone is so freaky...

Why do people laugh, when nothing is funny?
Why do people laugh, when others say "Hey...

People ask me why I write, so I tell them this...
I write because I want to...

You are my everything,
my only reason to live...

This poem was written by one of my not-so-close...
Do you know what it's like to not be perfect...