I can't believe you are actually considering it.
Don't act like you aren't.
I can see that you are.
I know it's your life, but you could at least wait a few months.
I want you to be happy.
But how about being happy like this for a while.

What kind of person am I?

Why can't I be beautiful?
Why can't I be intelligent?
Why can't I be confident?
Why can't I be wanted?
Why can't I mean something to someone?
Why can't I have talent?
Why can't I stop feeling guilt over things that were out of my control?
Why can't I be worth someones times?
Why can't I have a place to belong?
Why can't I find it within myself to face my problems instead of hiding behind silly little obsessions?
Why can't I shake off this feeling of complete sadness?
Why can't I stop feeling alone?
Why can't I just be happy?
Why can't I be perfect?

And sometimes,
Why can't I be dead?

What kind of person am I?

Madd,
I know haow you feel.
I could use a hug about now too.

I want to meet up with you and see you again,
But I want you to think of it.