There you are, like I'm not even here. You say i'm yours and i'm beautiful but it's hard to believe you. Since the day we met, I knew you were the one. I tried everything to make you notice me, but nothing worked. I have low self-esteem and the cuts on my wrists don't help. Cigarettes and drugs made me feel nothing but you were finally there to help me through the pain. Caring and sweet, you are my guardian angel. My crush soon turned to my love but i kept all in the dark. Now here we are, standing together, but you won't even look at me. Do you even care for me? Does anyone even love me? Darkness and blood fill my vision. I understand why you felt bad for me and why I have a gun in one hand and a red rose in the other which soon becomes stained with intelligence of a misunderstood girlfriend.