Every night,
I cry myself to sleep.
And every day,
I can feel my heart ache.

Every time I think about my life,
I remember everything that use to be mine,
And I try to think of someone who was nice,
But no one comes to mind.

No one told me it would be this hard,
No one ever told me I would cry this much.
So many tries,
And so many lies.

Every night,
I dream about my death,
And every day,
I wish it all would end.

Sometimes I wish I could be,
A pretty,
Perfect,
Person.

But when I look in the mirror,
I see darkness and fear,
My tears keep my fears alive,
Why can’t I just be like them?