Friday, April 29, 2011

Fixed at Zero.

For everything I like about myself,
There's always something I hate.
I try my hardest to be perfect,
But what is perfect?
I want to impress my parents, 
But they don't believe in anything I do.
I want to follow my dreams,
But I'm only crushed by them.
I never want to be alone,
But with each passing day I feel lost.
I want to be able to keep my head above the waves,
But I feel like I'm drowning without a savior.
I want to be able to tell you all of these things,
But I know you'll never care.

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