I take a step forward
Then life pulls me two steps back.

I cry for help
Get no answer.

I'm ugly
Unlikable
Full of problems

Maybe that's why he didn't want me anymore.
Maybe that's why my friends tire of me.
Maybe that's why I am unapproachable.

People lie to me,
They let those snakes slither off their tongues like false promises.

I am different
Quiet
Strange

Too much
For anyone
And everything

And yet I'm not enough
For anyone
Or anything
Especially not my father
And never my step mother or that family.

Oh how the medicine in my cabinet seems tempting.
All my problems could be solved if I take too much
And let it's empty shell fall to the ground
Much like mine.