My life is like..... Nothing like I describe it to be. It feels like I'm hanging myself at the end of a tall building. I'm so sad. The feeling of sadness. I couldn't handle it. I feel like a soulless, mindless girl. Things I do. It's not right. I don't want to be the girl you hate, that sucked. I want to be your perfect girl, your one and only perfect girl. But... I don't think I am. I hurt you and blamed you, do things you don't like me to do. I'm worse. I'm like the girl in your nightmare instead of your best dreams. And it gets worse if we quarreled. And sometimes I wondered to myself, am I worth your time? Your love? Am I worth everything?