The Monolouge Of A Problem Child

You don't know me, you know the me I've constructed in a lab. Spending hours and hours attempting the perfect formula for love. Know not to bring up my rocky past or family struggles. Know not to bring up my uncle's death or how I spend all my time crying. I'm with you because I want you to be the one but I'm scared because you dont know the real me, not really. You know of my love for wrestling and that I want nothing but success. You know of my high hopes for the future but not of my past struggles. You know not of the years of scars scattered across my body, not of how I hate my personal attributes.you know if my love for Hairy Potter but not of how many tears they've made me shed. You know i have a tendency to look for the light in behind everyone's eyes, but not that I've lost mine.