Bad luck, my mama always said.
Your perfect the way you are, kissing me
Softly on the fore head.

Karmas a *****,  my best friend explained,
holding my hand as we walked in the rain.

There's nothing wrong with you ,
My daddy lied,
Taking me for a long car ride.

Why doesn't love work, I screamed at the sky. It's not you its them, my sister said
with a sigh.

I just don't understand, it feels like I'm dying.
My brother whispered, It's not your fault,
just really bad timing.