Right or wrong what am I really? I try so ******** hard to be right... to do what I think is the best way.... but why do I get called useless! why am I made fun of!? I try so hard... I'm very thank ful for my boyfriend, you saved me... on the night we started talking I was ready to leave... I probably would be dead in the streets right now... and I have you... but so far away from you makes me nurves... maybe that's why I'm writing this now? I'm fearful.... what ever the reson this feeling has to stop for me, I refuse to loose who I am... even if it's the little bit of me enough to call me a person.... I refuse to let them take away the rest of me.... I'm sick of being called usless... I will not tolorat it any more...
Love me, Hate me
Kiss me, Kill me...
Just don't leave me be
if you are then just take all of me
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Love me, hate me, kiss me, kill me
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