It's really sad isn't it?
I'm tired of complaining I want things to change right now, you don't want me I get it I promise I'm trying to except that,
I wanna cry now and get it over with but I know that tears only come to my eyes when I'm overwhelmed with millions of others things and I crash with all of my emotions at once,

Oh wait *


My eyes are tearing up right now because I'm thinking of the girl that you've chosen over me,
She must be prettier, I get it, trust me i do
But it's just tragic you know?
I never get exactly what I want
Something always goes wrong I always find myself back in this black whole, this blank space, this emptiness and fulfilling darkness.


No no I'm not jealous
She's really lucky though, she gets to see that smile of yours everyday and watch you dribble a basketball through your legs and show off knowing your watching him, he loves it, he loves showing off for the girls,
I just don't get it though, what is wrong with Me? People please stop it when you say looks don't really matter, Looks are what catches others attention,
"Looks" are part of the reason you chose her over me, well that and the fact that your stupid friends hate me.

I'm angry darling,
I'm angry that I'm never good enough, not for you or for anyone
I've never really done anything wrong to anyone
I'm not 100% innocent but I'm not like any other teenager
I've been through hell and I'm still finding my way back to the closest place to heaven.



I'm sorry...I'm ranting now But I need express this heartbreak, this depression, this blank space, and these cigarettes and straight ***** aren't helping.