Super Girl

Kicking rocks and endless sighs. It's a part of a depressed boys routine. I mean, what can I say? There isn't much to the life of someone like me, just darkness, sadness, and a little bit of nothingness.
Wishing for a miracle is almost pointless, but I still try. And sometimes I wish she would be my miracle. She makes things better.
She's kind of like a band-aid.
Band-aids make everything better.