What I have to say is meaningless
There is no nitty grit to my story
To my writing
You will get lost and wonder
“What is this poor girl trying to ponder?”

Without spell check I wouldn’t be able to finish this sentence
    So I pretend to be intellectual for self satisfaction
Saying I understand the deeper meaning of life
Because nothing hurts more than being yourself
When all yourself wants to do Is cry

Maybe I should really stick that needle up my arm
To be this person I try so hard to find
Maybe it will be so deep in that vein
That ill finally see that door
     I’ve been begging to come forth