It can be a mess
Trying not to confess
Somedays being craze
As confusing as a maze

Sad,depressing
Almost to cry
Thinking I want to die
Wanting to take it all away

Not knowing what to do
Only knowing I'm loved by few 
But I make it
So close, ready to quit 

Few love me
They try and make me happy
The ones that help me
Are friends, family and my bestie

I don't know what I'd do 
If I ever lost you 
I love you, my rice crispy
Delicious and tasty;)