Original, Everyone is original. Everyone is perfect, on their on way. Nobody can compare you to anybody else. You are just you.
But why? Why have things got to go wrong.
Everything will come right in the end. right? That is what they say, but that's not right. It can be alright, but it can't go on and on, like first. You can cry all your tears, but that will leave only scars behind, it will never heal. You can cut yourself whenever you want, but that will help nothing. You already know that. But you just keep on doing it, why? You don't feel it anymore, you wont to feel other things. Like blood, blood on your arms, lips. Rolling down, in the water. You want to feel that and see. But remember, that will not stop anything from going wrong. That will make it worse. But even with scars on your arms you are perfect. You are perfect for me. You are beautiful, maybe not on the outside, but in the inside, you are so beautiful.