Wednesday, August 31, 2005

I am

I am a lonely girl with a broken soul

I wonder why life is so hard

I hear the constant screaming in my house

I see people who are full of hope

I am a lonely girl with a broken soul

I pretend to be happy

I feel the pain in my heart

I touch my cat when I need a hug

I worry I won’t live to be eighteen

I cry over the littlest things

I am a lonely girl with a broken soul

I understand little

I say that I’m okay

I dream that life will get better

I try to laugh

I hope I can find meaning

I am a lonely girl with a broken soul