I hear the sreams the crys the hurt but i never thought it would effect me,
I never thoght that I was so ugly until a you came back.
Now i sit here with a rasor in hand and all i can do is sit here debateting about what to do.
No one wants me here no one loves me.
Theirs no hope for a stupid girl like me.
I just sit here and hope for everything to be better tommorow.
But it never is. I'll never be loved. Never be understood.
Everyone says their are less fortunet out thier and yes thier are.
But maybe, just maybe, if welove oneanother here.
It wouldn't be so hard to help others. farther away.
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