I'm so mad at me, for being attracted by you.
I'm so mad at me, for thinking about you.
I'm so mad at me, for always watching you.
I'm so mad at me, for loving you.

Because you'll never feel for me what i feel for you.

I hate quite everything in me.
My nose, my mouth, my hair.
But when i was near him, my insecurities were gone.

I don't really like myself.
My size, my weight and the way i am.
But by his side, i loved my reflection.

He had this positive effect on me, as a mirror which embellished.
I felt proud and beautiful when i walked with him.

Now that he is gone, i hate myself even more than before.
I want to change everything.
I want to become all that he like,
So maybe he'll come back to me.

On my bed, i eat small sugar hearts.
The window is opened, i can feel the wind blows in my back.
It's soft and relaxing.

Sat on my bed, i eat small sugar hearts
Small white heart, small pink heart.
I am in my underwears, i feel the heat of the sun on my body.

Laying on my bed, i eat small sugar hearts.
Old music play on my record.
The wind makes float my curtain above me.
It almost feel like summer time.

I eat small sugar hearts.
Small sugar hearts, pink as your lips, white as my soul.

I'm nostalgic of you.

I'd like to travel the world before my death.
Even if it means bleeding too much, for see if the earth is round.

Die on one year, maybe two, to rest me a little.

Then to return by conquering as long as my teeth hold these places.

And if I made nothing of me, no matter, I sing in front of your door.

And if you don't open me, let the devil takes me.
It doesn't matter to me,
I've taste the flavors of the paradise.

I want to be with you,
At 03 am, when the world sleep.

Drinking wine, naked on our appartement,
Eating pasta while loud music playing.
Just the two of us, being messy as we are.

Having fun of nothingbecause as long as we are together
everything is fine.

I never get what i want,
I'm not the lucky type.
Maybe i don't fight hard enough.

I'm not one of those pretty girls with the world in their hands.
I'm the one on the corner of the room, waiting patiently.

I don't want to wait anymore,
But i'm tired of trying everytime.

I changed.
I change since he is not in my life anymore.
And i realised all the things i was making just to look good for him.

I was wearing less makeup because he told me one day he didn't like it,
But the truth is that i love makeup and wearing a tone of things in my face makes me happy.

I was being calm like a good little girl because he liked his girls like that,
But normally i'm really loud and i do at least 5 stupid things per day.

I even started working out because he like when girls are in shape,
But i love my little potato body.

He made me feel like i wasn't good enough to be with him,
Like i had to change things to look good for him.

He made me feel insecure about myself again after so many years trying to
love myself as i am.

I don't know enough word to write you a poem.
I don't know the words that can affects your heart or your soul.

All I know is,
When I think of you, the words escapes me and a blurring whirlwind seizes my spirit.

But I don't have the words to describe it.
I don't have the words to express it.

The night is silent,
But so loud at the same time.

I stay quiet,
But in my head my thoughts are screaming hard.

I can feel me becoming crazier seconds by seconds.

I listen to them telling me i'm not strong enough,
I would never get rid of it,
I worth nothing.