In my head, I have walked into some dark rooms. In my heart, it has stopped beating and died a few times. My soul has gotten lost. My eyes have dried of tears. My emotions numb, my skin hurt. I begin to put up a wall, a false persona. The beautiful woman you see today who is always smiling. The beautiful woman you see today who has it all together. What hides inside, makeup can cover up. No one can look at me and see the loneliness, how much I crave affection, how much I crave what's real, how much I crave a friend. In this generation I feel lost. I feel alone. I feel no faith. Today, I focus on myself. Today, I love myself hard.... because no one else has.