I am a shadow.
I am the wind.
I am the moon's light.
You imagine me.
You create me.
But then you forget me.
I am but just a forgotten dream.
When you remember me, it is years after.
I have changed by then.
I am now your worst nightmare.

~Tell me why you judge people based on their looks, likes and friends. Tell me why you only hang out with the people who are cool, or popular. Tell me why you act different around your friends than you do with family. Tell me why you ignore the guy in the back just because he's a nerd. Why do you hate someone just because others say they're goth, emo, or just different? Why do you have to have a label or some sort of level just to be you? That's not called being yourself, it's called being fake.~

I'm the girl in the back who you stare at for my unusual appearance.
I'm the girl that sits alone during lunch just because if she gets close to someone, they end up turning on her.
I'm the girl who hates getting close to someone because I like being alone.
I'm the girl who'd rather write lyrics and watch horror movies than do my hair, make-up and flirt.
I'm the girl who's bisexual and everyone hates because she goes against the bible.
I'm the girl who doesn't believe in god but does believe in something.
That something is darkness.
The good kind of darkness.
My darkness.
Deal with me, or leave me alone. Because all you'll get if you don't, is a cold conversation.

I only have one true friend and his name is Cody.
I like to call him The Undead Gumdrop, but that's just me.
He's the only one who gets my negative personality. 
He's the only one I let close.