IDK what it is...but im Ticked Off so Im just going to write

Broken down wateful life of her own...
something that nobody could ever control
a feeling of insecurity pushed into her head
Yet she still sits there with no emotion at the edge of her bed
picturing something happy, she sits there and smiles
something she really hasn't done in a while
its not a mask this time, but more of a praise
to what she wants in life in her normal fucked up day
shaking her head, she remembered her fight
something that would be stuck in her head every night
loosing her energy to move along
she tries to push through...she tries to be strong
needing a friend, someone to trust
someone to look for when needed is a must
yet sometimes she wonders is there someone really out there that can be like i am
or do they think that they wont understand
she knows that there are worse then she can be
yet she doesn't think that she could trust me
i am always her friend yet maybe its hard
to keep on pulling...to keep moving on
i was there her for her, yet i fucked everthing up
now i just get to ponder on the thoughts that come undone
i wish she would trust me...try to rely
maybe im what she needs to get life by
i need her hoping that she needs me
i told her i was sorry, yet i doubt it saved the need
hoping she believes me...hoping she knows
that maybe for once sympathy can not show
but i was a true friend...and i messed up my chance...
but i really dont believe i could win everything back
please believe this time..
this time i swear of not a lie
you dont have to forgive me...but hear me out
i may just lose it...without a doubt

Omigosh that was so sad, but it was a really good poem. You're awesome Taylor!

this made me cry chhicka......quick question though
is this about when i was being a female-dog?

no it was when i was being a biznitch and i felt bad and i knew the problems going on

mmk