Wrapped Up Ugly

I wanted to be proud of myself, but all that I'm proud of is who i was; who i was... That little girl that never had no worries about anything in life, she woke up, went to school and hung out with her friends, and then after school she went home, where her loving family were to talk about her day and cherish memories together. I had all that, and now... I have nothing. Not even a shoulder to cry on when im down, I just have to rely on the spirits that talk to me, but only the ones that guide me to the light and keep me away from all darkness.. The ones that seek out individuality and help out the unwanted and show their gracefulness. There are some good people out there, but they are mostly unknown.