The life I live is horrible.
It sucks, I hate it.
I was poked by a stick in a wrong place.
My phone broke in half.
I lost my gloves.
And some ones glasses.
I never get a hug.
No guys talk to me, unless it's an insult.
My friend gets all the attention from them.
My so called friends called me a freaky goth chick.
I am always alone.
My Ipod died.
I cant fall asleep.
People are scared of me and think I'm a freak.
They talk behind my back.
And spread ansty rumors about me.
The life I live nobody wants.
People know me as the "emo girl."
Everyone ignores me.
I have no place to run or turn to.
Can't talk to guys.
They laugh and call me names.
I guess the life I live is hell.
I hate it so much.
The life I live.