you really dont know me. you dont know what ive been through. you dont know much life sucks for me. you dont know how much my hearts broken because of him. you dont know the other side of me. the side were my hearts broken into a million little peices, the side were she cries herself to sleep everynight. you know the other side, the side were she's always smiling, pretending that nothings wrong. when really, everything is wrong. i dont need someone judging me, and tellin me that im not perfect. you think i dont know? i dont need anyone to sit there and pick out every little part of me thats not right. im sick of this damn world and the people on it</3

one of mii older poems