I lay in bed alone at night and wonder why I'm here. I do so much for everyone. Why don't they show they care? I met this guy who said he loved me something I haven't heard in so long. He used me for my money, what a ride he took me on. There is so much hurt I feel,so much anger trapped inside. Sometimes I wish my dad was here, but to me his not alive. I have no one to talk to. These drugs seem to be the only way, turn out it's a lie just like the smile I put on everyday. I know outside I'm smiling, it's the face I fake for you, but inside my soul is crying and there nothing I can do. I know my family loves me, I'm there when their decision are poor. I'm sick of feeling like this walked on rug thrown upon the floor. I lay in bed and wonder what the hell I'm doing here. Can I wake up from this dream? Can I please just disappear?