Love is unexplainable and unexpected,
In all of its many components...

Being shot at like a prisoner,
Hurting from the inside out...

I'm not the cause of this problem,
But the source that's not stopping it...

"I wish I was a little bit taller."
That's what they all say...

Drowning in desperation,
That's me, fearful and alone...

Here I am screaming, out so very loud,
I'm trying to keep up with the crowd...

My outlook on life is blurry;
I'm slowly spinning out of control...

She innocently sits on her bed,
alone and unable to fight...

This so-called life went wrong,
And is now a bad dream...

There are so many things I regret,
And so much I can't hide...

These thoughts are all so numbing,
about things I and others go though...

Every word is cautiously thought out,
as if it could change the world...