I can't help but wonder why. Why you sit there and ignore me. Why I'm I feel so alone. Why no one understand or no one cares to understand. Why I even put up with all of you- all of you that made me feel this way. All of you that made it a part of me. All of you that used a knife to engrave your heartless words on my bones. Now I live those words, what else can I do? I'm the loser girl you'll always know. You'll never know the true me that was hidden benieth those sturdy bones- now that girl has gone to fossils.
