I feel so bad. Why is talking to you so hard? When you are gone, my feelings for you long. But when you are around, the volume of my voice turns down. I is have so many questions to ask you, but I am afraid of the things you might say or do. When I wake up in the morning the first thing I think about is you and how you could love me too? Do you like me for me and not for my body? Are using me like a tool want to show me off around school? He is not going to take me away from you in December; trust me we will be together. Do you think I'm fat? I should have regretted asking that? Yes, it's true I am afraid to do some things in front of you.
