I've been spending a lot of time alone
just thinking about the last few months
I've let go of friends, I've made new friends
and I lost someone I loved very much
What I thought would last forever
was ripped away from me over night
every thing I was told was a lie
and it tore me apart inside
Things have gotten better
my heart is however scarred
I'm scared of getting close to someone
out of fear it will all fall a part
Maybe I'm a dreadful curse
a walking bad luck charm
I'm as ugly as cigarette ashes
yet deep as a **** on an arm
Maybe the last few months is a sign
that love for me isn't meant to be
or maybe this is God's way of preparing me
for the one who is meant to be with me.