She Only Hates Herself At Night She only hates herself at nightWhen she’s alone and dreaming of being someone elseShe only hates herself when she’s out of sightWhen no one sees how beautiful she is She only cries when no one’s counting her tearsWhen it’s just her broken heart and a knifeShe only screams when no one sees her fearsWhen she’s all alone at night And she just wants to be loved, oh ohAnd she just wants to be somebody, to youBut she can't wear a bikiniAnd her breasts are just to teenyAnd she's all alone tonight She only dies alone at nightWhen nobody watches her fallShe only dies when she’s able to hideWhen nobody cares at all And she just wants to be loved, oh ohAnd she just wants to be somebody, to youBut the world says that she's uglyAnd she doesn't have much moneyAnd she's all alone tonight She hates herself at nightWhen she's alone and dreaming of being someone elseShe hates herself when she's out of sight'Cause no one sees how beautiful she is She hates herself tonightLike she hates herself every night Because nobody seems to care at all April 2006
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I wish I could tell you how to feel good All I know is that it takes more than a \'hug\'
So instead I\'ll tell how it is over here
Giving \'hugs\' is seen as rather quite queer
A formal peck on the cheek
Is definetly chic
To someone who\'s closely related
A shake of the hand may seem rather bland,
That\'s what is expected.
Giving \'hugs\' you see is foreign to me,
Seems that poetry is alien also....
Going to stop right there. Sorry that was pretty dismal.I was\'nt trying to make a mockery of your poem but it probably appeared that way.Just trying to lighten things up.My mood is low, I need to lighten up.Anyway your poems are beautiful and you have a creative talent.Just don\'t like to see good people do that to themselves even though I do it to myself apparently, but not so poetically.
Hope everything falls into place for you eventually. I\'m calling it quits now. Cos this aint really my scene. Makes me feel too much like the fake I am.