If I was ever to be loved, I would chase them away. I'm not good enough. I'm ugly and no one could ever love me. I am my biggest hater because it's what I believe I deserve. Don't try and help because it won't work. I space out because my mind has gone haywire. I'm sorry, but my mind has taken over.
I cry for you to come back, But it seems I have lost my voice. I'm tired of trying to get you to listen I hate that you don't listen, but I love you enough to try. You never listen to me, I'm sorry Mom, I have to leave.