I've had enough of this.If you want to kil me, do it quick.By existing you hurt already. Your
very being makes me hurt.
YOU CAUSE ME PAIN! CAN'T YOU SEE??!!
Thoughts keep running around, jumping up
and down. Upside down. It doesn't seem
right. It doesn't feel like me.
I thought I had passed this stage.
Insecure. Hurt. Wanting to be perfect.
I stay away from you, I won't hear you
anymore.
No more, I don't want to anymore.
Since you don't hear me.....
You do not know me,
you don't see me for me.
It's all 'bout the money. All about
being 18. Everything isn't funny.
Yeah, I'm sure it's about the money..
And it sure as hell ain't funny.My wish upon a star is..
Moonlight*