You light up the sky with all you're hope, you turn heads, you avoid the compliments. Once more all i wanted was some attention, some praise, some glory on me. it's turned me into something i thought i would never become. But once again i try to avoid the subject, even though i know i have it. It's just so sad, i could never explain to you, without you judging me every step of the way. Who is there to go to, who is there to come out with it on such a broken heart. I smile trying to make everyone else happy, when really im screaming out for help. But do i need it? Everyday it gets worst, if only there was a better way. I just wanted some attention, now it looks as though im sick. What a dreadful life. I am as fake as it gets. I cant wait to see the result.
