I'm sitting here thinking <br />Why? <br />Why cut <br />Why hate myself <br />I am who i am <br />Shouldn't hate myself <br />Shouldn't cut coz i'm sad <br />I should be smiling <br />Being myself <br />So why am i not <br />Need to let things go <br />Stand up to who i am <br />Not be scared to be a BITCH <br />So i still sit thinking... <br />Why? ?<br /><br />stacey manley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/why-414/
