Sorrow

Sorrow is upon those who seek,
the sleek wild side of life.
Sorrow is my enemy,
the one thing that get's me down,
the one thing that shows my frown,
The thing that can not calm me down.

You don't even see
the way you all hurt me
sometimes I feel
like you just don't care
and that I shouldn't stare.

I want to be cool,
I want to be nice,
I want to be pretty,
and I want to be giddy.

Why do my looks count,
when you're not the best yourself,
u have one thing I don't,
but I have things
I could shove down your throat!

I don't see why,
your so stubborn
just let me have my fun,
its not about who won.

I loved you so long,
you were my friend,
but now ill say good bye,
because the things you did,
sure made me cry.