I was born a lie,
If I were anymore fake, I'd be a Doll,
Perfect inside my plastic shell,
My soul is trapped helplessly inside,
That hubris I once had is gone,
I have a hole where my heart's supposed to be,
I'm simply tired of life,
Is this the way its supposed to be?

Kitty left this. I believe we can survive too, Dar!

We just need LOVE.

P.S. I need to buy new cosmetics, work clothes and shoes. I need to go shopping.