The snow is finally melting.
The weather has been depressing.
I can't listen to the news, it makes me confused.
Society scares me, it's full of queen bee's.
I adjust my hair, fully aware that no one cares (It's called high school).
If I had a world of my own, there would be a lot of random nonsense.
I'd rather be alone, but I don't want to be lonely.
Please keep me company. I need someone to tell me that I'm lovely. My thoughts make me feel ugly.
I wanna be held in your arms, so I don't harm myself. I don't want to feel so overwhelmed.
I need a beautiful soul to make life swell!