The Way I Act.

Why do I always act the way I do.
It's not like I want to,
It's who I Became.
I made a wrong choice which was completely disastrous,
It killed my heart,
now I can't stand it.
All these thoughts about Death
All because theres nothing left.
I look at my friends
And wounder how,

How they can be so happy when all i want to do is frown.