What hurts the most are the words not said

Even in the harshest of storms, there is always something that brings light.

I really need someone to talk to.

I don't know if these bruises are from beating myself up or falling for too many people who didn't care.

I am me. Nothing more, nothing less.

All I've ever asked was for my smile to last... Is that really too much to want?

I have lost my muse.

I apologize for not being strong enough to stand tall for you.

So... Finally a senior. Don't know what to think about that.

It's hard believing one thing they say and then hear otherwise.