I sit alone in my room in a little corner
Letting my soul pour out through the poetry I'm forming
Sadness fills my soul and I feel so cold
Then the anger takes over to warm me
A cry for attention
In return all I get is this life of constant detention
Breathless leaving me to write
Fighting back through words just for spite
You stare at me with such dissapointment
You make me feel like I'm something you can just toy with
I'm not a rag-doll
I'm not a door-mat
I wish you'd just think about how much you hurt me before you react
You never really look at me to see how much I'm hurting inside
I'm this and I'm that
I'm way too fat
I'm not even worth it
I just close my eyes and take a breath
There are people out there who I believe do care
They'll care about how I feel and what I have to say
I shouldn't believe what a nobody tells me anyway