I sit here not able to look at my own face in the mirror
I sit here not able to look at my own reflection
I sit here not able to stand myself
I sit here not able to like myself
I sit here wondering why i am here?
I sit here wondering why i even exist?
I sit here wondering if the reason you want to fuck me is cause of who i am or who i date?
I sit here wondering if you direspect me because of who i am or who i date?
I sit here and wonder if you will know if i am gone?
I end it with this thought!
I sit here not able to look at my own reflection in the mirror!
I sit here not able to like myself.
I SIT HERE AND WONDER WHY I AM ALIVE?
they r good stuff
lots of emotions