Confusion

If I was More

I always thought if I was taller 

or my hair a little longer 

then  you would stay with me 

I always thought if I was smaller 

my chest a little larger 

if I was more beautiful, more understanding 

made a bit more money 

then you'll protect me

But I see you so confuse

love the different hues

I was never special to you

Stuck

I am struggling with my life 

seem to always find myself at the end 

always having to catch up with my friends 

why is that?  this is not where i want to be 

i want to independent and free and go where i please

this is not the life for me 

Confusion

At times i wonder whats the point in living

so confusing,wish I had someone to confide in 

not lonely, but worried how would they view me 

there are time's where the sun is so bright I

 can't seem to stop laughing, I'm happy!

Then darkness overwhelms me.