I'm unstable

Like a time bomb about to blow

Unable to control

Like putting myself in a deep hole

And it's taking a toll

Everyone else thinks I'm weird

And they hope that I disappear

It doesn't make a single tear appear

Walking on the peer of life

And it's clear as day

Like stained glass

But my gal is my pal

She makes me glad, not sad

And maybe a tad bit mad

Like lily pads floating above the deep water of shadows of my own reflections

A loser

A poser

And a complete boiler of unexpressable emotions

She acts like she's worthless

But she has a purpose

Of lifting my curses

Like red velvet purses

And my surfing over it

Porquoi se déteste-t-elle autants.

C'est ce que je vois, et c'est ce que je détestele plus dans ma vie..

(Translation: Why does she hate herself so much?

That's what I see, and that's what I hate most in my life...)

(This was written by my best friend, Valerania! Shes a great writer and poet!)