to the loser ones.

i'm not good.
not bad.
i'm just an actress trying to forget.
i'm a blank paper ready to get you
to feel you
to scream you to the world.
to the devil
and the angels.
to the happy ones.
the loser ones.
the ones who nobody, never, listens.
i'm not happy.
not sad.
i'm just an actress trying to get mad
in this world full of
scary
healthy
people.

is there a remedy for hating?
still to young to fail?
all of me
is the only character that i choose
are you prepared to deal with?
are you prepared to feel it?
is there a remedy for hating?
for love?
for life?
all of me
is the only character that i choose.