If you could read my mind, you'd be in tears.

"Don't try to wake me in the morning 'cause I'll be gone..." 

I'm not exactly the kind of girl you would be interested in. I'm not exactly the kind of girl anyone would be interested in. So I lie. I pretend to be someone else. Someone who is interesting and nice. 

"I'll feel so glad to go. There's a better world, there's another world. Oh, must be."

Don't feel sorry for me. Or for my problems. It's my fault, I'm paying for what I did. It's terrible because the ones I love are the ones who I hurt more. And I'm so, so, so sorry. I didn't want my life to be a play, but it is and it's impossible n to change it. 

"And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad, the dreams in witch I'm dying are the best I've ever had..."

I lost my sanity. I'm lost. I don't know what I should do. Why no one understand that I'm just sixteen? I'm not supposed to be perfect, am I? I'm not supposed to do everything right, am I?! I'm a child, fuck, I'm a lost little girl. Why everybody treat me like a grown up? I don't wanna be an adult. I don't wanna be. 

"I wish I was special, you're so fucking special. But I'm a creep. I'm a weirdo"

And if you could read my mind, if you could see what kind of thoughts I have to deal with every second, if you could feel like I feel all my life just for one day, if you could know at least 1% of how miserable and scared I feel, my darling, you would be in tears.