Maybe I deserved it. All of it. All of the pain and emotion I go through. Loosening friends, family. Having words cut me so clean. Was I the girl who cut out the light just to fight for the right to see? Was I someone at all in the world that's so small. Is there someone out there who would really care, how much pain I've been through just to survive the class of why I should and shouldn't stay alive, I wanna be her, never I wanna be me. I don't know how these girls could be so insecure while I think I want to be her. I know no one thinks the way I do because I'm no one to be, no one anyone wants to be. I can understand why, I always cry, always cry, I'm weak, they ask me what's wrong then laugh and carry on about my outfit or face, most of those people that say I'm irreplaceable are wrong because my mind sings a complete different song.