*cry*

I cry each time
You say those things
To me or anyone else.

I cry each time
You wap at me.
OR when I see you getting close.

I cry when you call me names
Like loser, and hater, and Carrie.
I cry when you tell me you hate me, don’t love me
I yearn for times to be merry.

If I have failed you,
I have failed myself,
And I don’t have much more to live for.
If I have failed you, For this I’m sorry
I cant give you very much more.

I poured my heart out onto this task, this dream
I do everything for you.
I cry when I look in your young, innocent eyes,
And wonder what you go through.

You are so young, and yet so yourself
But you have me in you too.
But I die each time you say those things
To me, to him, to you.

Tears stream down my face like rivers
Babbling over the terrain.
I wonder if I will ever live up
To what you want to obtain.

You are my life
My body, my own, my greatest accomplishment
But why do you treat me so badly, I ask
What did I do to you?

I love you, baby
I want you to know.
I will always be here for you.
But it breaks my heart to pieces, here, if this is what you show.

-Carrie Stelter, September 30, 2008