When?

When will I Find someone
Who actually understands?
Who knows just what to say
And when to take my hand.

When will I get past depression?
Will I ever find happiness?
When will I get everything together
Instead of this jumbled mess?

When will I find 'real' friends?
Ones who don't lie
Who don't discriminate
But are sweet and kind

When will I love life again
Instead of hating it with a passion?
To stop crying myself to sleep
And the cuts begin to lessen

All I want to know
Is when there will be no more pain
No more cuts, or even tears
And I can love myself again