“Hello, what's your name? I'm Jennifer Rogers, nice to meet you.” She extended a small hand towards me and I shook it weakly. She seemed completely unaffected, while I felt so weak that she seemed able to knock me over. I thought she would leave but she just sat on my cot, looking up at me with extremely big eyes. 
“Oh. I'm sorry, my name is Frederick Weber, do you know why I feel so horrible? and why are you...

As I rush past, they glare at me as if I had done something wrong, their chins held high as if they were more than i.
Their faces pinched and covered in a layer of lies that they believe will make them stronger, better, prettier.
When will they stop pushing me down so they can rise? I wonder day in and day out. Never getting the answers to my questions. Good things always end but bad things never last. Today they...

As I rush past, they glare at me as if I had done something wrong, their chins held high as if they were more than i.
Their faces pinched and tight covered in a layer of lies that they believe will make them stronger, better, prettier.
When will they stop pushing me down so they can rise? I wonder day in and day out. Never getting the answers to my questions. Good things always end but bad things never last. Today...

Everything so close and familiar 
now miles away 
him, so warm,kind and funny 
was in a dark and cold world of his own 
if only i had known 
i would have done things differently 
i would have looked him in the eye 
i would have told him how much i loved him
i would have given him the biggest hug 
i would have been able to say goodbye 

but i did not know 
so 
i looked at my socks 
never...