By Larissa
Date: 26 August 1999

ALONE

All I do is think of him...
or what I could have had
He told me I was perfect...
Was he lying? I will never know
I am obviously NOT perfect,
because he doesn't desire me

I will still remember his tender kiss,
That I thought could answer every insecurity I had
but only created more

I hate being alone
I sit and think about it all the time
I am unwanted, undesired, and misunderstood
I am ALONE