Should I believe,
the things you think I should...

I look up at my ceiling,
and stare at the plastic clusters of stars...

The attempt at escape was valiant.
I was sure I made it out alive...

There was one time,
where living was cheap...

Depression,
Is not all in the mind...

I hate my job,
I hate my school...

The boys you want the most,
are the ones who weren't around long enough...

It was supposed to be different,
It was supposed to be good...

There are alot of things I said I would never do,
Ill put them aside...

I look in the mirror,
and bask in the disgust...

The saddest thing you will ever know,
is the thing you have known the longest...

Life is short,
so live it while your here...