me like this is like being squeezed by a vice.
i have no one beside me.
but the more i try, i realize there is nothing more i can do.
you're gone forever, whether you know it or not.
me being stuck in this world alone like this, i'd rather be shot.
and now like this for the rest of my life i shall live.
this was really nice. i write poems as well. i showed my poem to my best friend, thinking she would be happy seeing those, but she was jealous. she copied my poems and she tells everyone that she is the writer of those poems. i can't do anything...but the trust has 