Care

These last couple of days,
i have felt like sh^t.

i feel like I'm screwing up,
my life even more each day.

sometimes i want to cry,
sometimes i want to die.

and i fear that no one loves me enough,
to care if I'm gone.

as hours go by,
filled with minutes of tears.

i long for a call,
from someone to say "i care".

as i go to school,
in my bit^hest of moods.

you notice me,
and you talk to me.

even if you have never said it,
you always act like you care.

the more you talk,
the more i care.

and i start to think,
I'm proud to have friends like you.