If I were beautiful would it help?
Have I ever really felt safe?
What makes up who I am?
Could I survive if I left everyone?
Could I survive if everyone left me?
Why can’t I just become an alcoholic?
Why doesn’t anyone I want, want me?
When will the snow stop?
What am I waiting for?
What do I want?
Is there anything, that isn’t dependent on other people, that makes me happy?
Why can’t I skip the hard parts?
Am I really that easy to leave?
Am I really that hard to live with?
What’s wrong with me?
How do I change who I am?
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