i like to look like i have it all together.
i like to seem as if everything is great,
but inside i'm screaming for you
to realize all of it is fake.

i need your help, but nobody sees
you can't believe i have problems
and you can't feel the disease.

i feel so alone in this
and i just want my real friends.
but i drove them away;
and this is not a way i know how to bend.

i'm not learning very well
and i'm being bent so far over..
i can feel the pain intensify;
i'm at the breaking point.

love michelle.