I am fine. Why wouldn't I be? I'm a teenager; free and young I feel like I can do anything I want I can BE anything I want; reach the stars because I have no limits or boundaries but this life can be so ****** up sometimes I just watch myself crash and burn, see my body lay limp as the flames dance I want to drink until my system contains no more natural ****** fluids If there were such a thing - I want the poison to drown me as I illuminate my true self in desperation of wanting to accepted; acknowledged Wishing I had comfort to look to; I know that no one really cares I'm latching onto my past; The souvenirs I have of my happiness are faint I am fine. Why wouldn't I be?