• sitting inside my room thinking off all the good and bad times. i regret the bad yet i miss the good. i was called emo and sad but i believe to fine myself mainly a fool. i would do anything to get it all back, i wasnt considered an noticeable girl nor was i ever cool. but i believe that i can change anything inside this nightmare changing so its not so black. so dark. i am inside my mind thinking alone, inside my mind just falling apart. i can believe all these things about and around me, but not the face that i am no longer me being me. i have changed..emotionally and physically