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by Jennifer Nov 18, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about death
Why do people judge you On the appearance that they see Because inside of this not so perfect body Theres something more... ME You can call me names To make yourself feel good Or you could treat me like a person The way that you should No one is perfect As hard as that is to believe Things and people often change Like in fall when trees lose their leaves I am very fortunate that in my life I have a handful of people that care And half a dozen people That I wish were never there So this one goes out to you Anyone who's ever made someones life a living hell I want you to see me now I'm coming out of my shell Ive told myself millions of times Not to let them get me down But now I feel as though I'm lost And never to be found You make me feel so empty And inside myself not enough But from what my friends tell me Everything you say is just a bluff I want nothing more then to tell you How bad you make me feel But inside I know that wont do a thing Because the way you think is unreal A part of me wants you to feel Everything I felt and more But I am not that kind of person So behind me Ill close the door
by Carrie
Wow.. great write...