A Withered Sorrow
I am with you , I feel alone
I wonder if I will ever be able to leave you
I hear thrie whispers
I see their black hearts
I want to believe that there is another star
To all of this, crappy stuff
I pretend to be
The person he sees
And in my mind I touch ur heart
I worry it will go bad
I am rotten, I am pure
I understand that in a way
It is fine to be this way
I dream of a day that
I try to
Hope their hopes and dream their dreams
But I now know
I am perfect just me and all me....
snowgirl357 Community Member 
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