with love,

I'm cold
but i don't want a jumper
I'm scared
but don't want to scream
.
i keep my eyes fixed on the picture
it engulfs me in sadness
I'm not sure why
i can feel my insides churning
the lighter sits on my table
but is ashamed to be seen
i will keep hiding
my hands that type these words
are not the same ones that pass round the cigarette
when I'm with you I'm happy
when I'm with them in misread



can you tell what they are thinking?
.
they think i am acting out
they think you're bad for me
they think I'm a follower
it crushes me
but i will go back to them
back to school
and they will judge me
and think that's O.K
but its not

can you tell what i think?
.
i think that I'm wrong
well i want to think that
i think I'm pouring out my soul
and you will read this
you will think
oh no poor girl
i don't judge you
but you do
and so do i
i judge everyday
and i always will
I'm a bad person
so i hide in the dark
hide with me
mysterious smiles are beautiful





Stephanie, i will always love you
xx