Crying.
Screaming.
Cutting.
Not careing.
Wanting to die.
I am lost.
I am alone.
I am unloved.
Thats all I ever wanted.
Someone to call me theres.
Someone to Cinta me.
Someone to hold me.
Someone to tell me they Cinta me.
That they want me.
That they need me.
Someone to hold me threw the storm.
I am screaming for help.
No one answers.
No one ever does.
I stand alone in this world.
Dressed in all black.
Welcomeing death.
Preying for death.
There is no way out for me.
Lost.
Alone.
Unloved.
