why cant i be the girl u want me to be.
why cant i make my mother happy?
why cant i look the way you do?
why do i have to be me?
why do people hurt me so bad and not care.
why am i so alone and no one wants to be there
why when i fell no one tried to pick me up
why when i try its never enough?
why do i cry when eveyone is happy?
why cant i have a real family?
why does no one care about how i feel?
why does life hurt so bad and feel so real?
why do all these bad things always happen?

By Innocent

my name is cinzia. if u want to know any thing about me, just ask me.