I've spent so much time working on us, I've forgotten to work on myself. My problems are not yours, my problems are of my own. I mean not to burden you, but I'm a burden to myself. Forgive me if I am distant, forgive me if I cry. Forgive me if I say I want to die. None of this is your fault, all of it is mine. I need to work on it. I need the time.

Time It's been so long since I've composed. I yearn for the time and space to think. My mind is scattered with endless thoughts, fears, memories and feelings. It's been so long since I've had time to even breath.

Perspectives She can't stand looking in the mirror, But he could gaze at her for hours She despises her thighs and stomach, But he loves every inch of her She wears oversized clothes to cover what's underneath, But he embraces her naked skin She covers up the imperfections that make her who she is, But he wishes she didn't She can't come to terms with who she is naturally, But he loves her for all that she is

Thoughts I missed your voice and our conversations. It's funny how long the day seems when you're not around. I'm glad you're back, I'm glad you're mine... I just wish I could keep you for longer.

Sleep Tears stain her sleeves and the pillow she sleeps on every night. She cries for the boy she loves the freedom she hopes to have. "When will this end?" She cries, "Soon.." He whispers.