Written: March 14, 2005
Does he love me or does he not?
I need to know before I fall apart.
Some things are so dear to me,
or so these things appear to be.
Why is life so unfair?
I feel like I shouldn't care.
I feel like dying tonight,
but my dying wouldn't be right.
I know I would hurt the ones I love.
I doubt I'd get to watch them from above.
I don't feel the way I used to be;
I just don't feel like the same old me.
I am so f****n' confused.
Why am I always used?
Why can't my heart tell me what to do?
Not just my heart, but my brain too.
How can I go on living this way?
Maybe I'll find this out some day.