I'm Not Made Of Steel

I Tell Myself Everyday I'm Awesome,

I Look At Myself,

I Say,

Why Am I So God Damn Handsome?

I Say,

I'm Awesome

But,

Deep Down,
I'm Torn Up,

I'm Broken.

And It Sucks.

Some Days I Feel So Happy,

So Glad To Be Alive,

But Most Days,

I Feel Like Crying,

I Feel Like Lying In Bed Till The Sun Sets,

Twice.

I Think About My Mom And Dad,

How It Would Be Perfect If My Mom Was There For Me Again,

How She Would Listen

And Atleast Take Into Consideration What I Tell Her,

I Wish,

I Could Hold Her Again,

I Miss Her

And Her Smile

And Her Smell.

How Perfect It Would Be If My Dad Had Been There For Me,

How He Could Have Atleast Tried To Be A Father,

Where Was He When I Needed Him?

I Pray More Than Ever,

To Have Someone I Could Look Forward To,

Someone Who Would Look At Me And Just Understand,

Someone To Give Me A Hug With Love,

Someone To Kiss Me Goodnight.

Cakes And Perfumes.

I Feel So Awesome Today,

I Felt So Special,

I'm Awesome.

After Your Dreams Have All Died And Morning Isn't Morning, What Are You?

It Is Depressing Knowing That Your 'Friends' Don't Want To Spend Time With You,

When They Find You Weird,

When You Just Feel They That Don't Like You.

It's Not Ok To Do That,

It's Not Ok To Ignore The People You Used To Hang Out With,

It's Not Ok To Be Mean To Them Even If It's Just For Kicks.

I Know Nobody Is Perfect,

And We All Make Mistakes Just Like Everybody Else,

We Say Stupid Things,
We Do Stupid Things,

Don't Judge,

Don't Hate,

Accept,

Give People Room To Grow,

I Mean Its Alot Better To Tell The Truth Than To Ignore.

Doesn't Matter Colour,
Doesn't Matter Intelligence,

Doesn't Matter Looks,
We Are All Human,

And We Have Feelings,

We Have Feelings Which Can Be Hurt.

I Don't Appreciate Any Of This More Than Anyone I Know,

Friends Are Supposed To Understand And Support,

Friends Should Give Space For Us To Mature,

To Think For Ourselves,

Friends Shouldn't Make Friends,

Feel Bad,

Friends Shouldn't Use Friends,

Be It Physically Or Emotionally.

What Happened To Us?

Somewhere Along The Lines,

We Lost Each Other.

Nothing Feels Worst Than Being Left Out,

I Hope Your Proud.