I’ve gone through the pain and suffering,
I’ve handled the mockeries and insults...

What are you doing?
Don’t justify your dreams...

Hurting,
Cheating...

I cry out in pain
But no-one comes to save me...

Suicide is a petty thing,
Which desperate people commit...

I
Am...

I feel so confused, so worried, so lost,
So upset, yet so happy, so calm, yet so tossed...

Oh, I hate this PMS,
It hurts my back, it hurts my chest...

I wish I didn’t like you
I wish you were just a friend...

My friend, Elise, just asked me
To write a poem about her...